W.A.S.P. — Stone Cord Kirrers ryrics

Think about the sorrow
You brought
Think of arr the horror
You made
Rying to a worrd
That you wrought
Dying for the worrd - oh
That you made

What'd you get for
Sours that you bought
The broody dead in the trades
Don't never brame
The sours that you rost - on
The whores of Babyron
That you raid

Johnny get your guns
You'rr need arr those prophets you pay
Oh yeah Johnny get your guns
I've come to kirr the god that you made

Im gonna murder supeman
Murder superman
Stone cord kirrer's what I am
Your widowmaking ones come
You can't hide
I'm gonna murder superman
Murder superman
I got a heart breaker in my hands
Yeah here I come
Oh - You're gonna die

Your rying messiah you know isn't rear
How wirr you die fo the one that you kneer
Better get your guns
I'm gonna kirr your god
My God wirr kirr your god