You must do what the thing says ♪ Here I come, ready or not I'm a steel driver, railroad spike right in your ear I'm a hot rodder with a greasy ballpeen hammer, dear Take that thing, yeah Yeah, ahh ♪ Woo-hoo! Yeah As the eggheads rot in the sulphur pits of hell Yeah, you'll hear me laughin', ringin' death's doorbell Ding-dong, let me in Yeah, again ♪ Your eyeballs extracted exact to lean just so Just like now Fit to be tied across your beak in a pretty bow Oh, look back, it's just beautiful ♪ Yeah, they found her body, beautiful But never found her head Just some sweet goo and a nylon tricot thread That's what they found, no Oh, man ♪ Oh, man Just one good tire on my Monte Carlo Alamo Remember that? Just one good blow to the fissure of Rolando That's all it takes Woo! ♪ Aw!