Lyrics

(Intro) What do you want? *Laughs* What's so funny? *laughs* That's where the little guy's at? Where's the other guy? The guy who was driving their car back there. The guy who picked me up before you did Is that him in the car? Yeah, I'm sure it was. He walked very far Why's that? Because I cut off his legs, and his arms, and his head, and I'll do the same to you (Verse 1) A dark shadowy figure room in the highways for well over 12 years I hitchhike but you stop to give me a ride, I get in your car and I cut off your ears You madе a terrible grave mistakе stoppin' I'll bury your ass in a shallow grave with no coffin You're sittin' there dead decomposing Maggots eating your flesh, you're rotten I love to kill men and women I love to kill anything livin' and breathin' I'm not a human anymore, I become a beast I need to feast on the blood of the livin' I burnt the church and killed the priest The unholy baptism with a barbershop razor A pro bono service euthanasia Goddammit you motherfucker, I waste ya (Chorus) High on the highway You find me, The Hitcher Give me a ride And I'm gonna kill ya (Interlude) In your last moments before death, if you ain't religious, you can be praying to Jesus Christ and God, you can [?], yeah (Verse 2) You should listen to your mom when she said never to stop to pick up strangers Especially at night when it's dark and it's rainin' Yeah, motherfucker, that's just crazy It's a shame you didn't step on the gas and ride right past me You could still be alive laughin' I'm an armed and dangerous homicidal felon Blowin' a hole in your chest, the size of a watermelon Say hello to my little friend, the black high power 12 gauge double barrel shotgun Open your mouth and say "Ah!" You're gonna be eating a damn [?] sandwich Highway room 101 Never stop in your car on the side of the road and pick up anyone 'cuz if you do, it could be me on the freeway You can best believe I'm gonna kill you in the mean way (Chorus) High on the highway You find me, the hitcher Give me a ride And I'm gonna kill ya High on the highway You find me, The Hitcher Give me a ride And I'm gonna kill ya (I'm gonna kill ya) (Outro) Was it an intention of yours to scare the Hollywood Community? Hollywood's been afraid since it began I'm gonna fucking kill you I'm the king, man! I run the underworld, guy! I decide whose does what, and where they do it at! What am I, gonna run around and act like I'm some teenybopper somewhere, for somebody else's money? I make the money, man, I roll the nickels, the game is mine! I deal the cards Tell me in a sentence who you are Nobody. I'm nobody. I'm a tramp, a bum, a hobo. I'm a boxcar and a jug of wine. And a straight razor, if you get too close to me