Sittin' on the porch now
No skin at all
Your mama didn't want you preserved inside
so she had to make a call
Dr. Detton
only handin' you a bone
You were livin' in a jar of mayonnaise
for bed hunt in a cone
The light of day
he'll make you pay
he's coming after you
Teenage foetus
Teenage foetus
You can't beat us
Teenage foetus
Headin' down my street now
leavin' trails of flesh and bone
Eighteen years of preservation
no one to call your own
Chewin' my knee cap
with a mouth full of screws
*lyrics played backwards*
Now baby he ain't got much to lose
The light of day
he'll make you pay
he's coming after you
Teenage foetus
Teenage foetus
You can't beat us
Teenage foetus
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