I kill. You kill. We kill. They’re all dead and now it’s time to get away.
The Creeps are going on a permanent vacation to slaughter the U.S.A.
We don’t even know just where we’re going but I know that we’ll be having fun.
Three psycho killers. Three total palsies. Killing on the run.
Judge and jury sealed our fate. They said what we did is a sin.
So now they’re throwing us back, yeah, back to the loony bin.
Well we had a blast but now the Creeps are a gas.
“We’re going to throw the book at you. You’ll never kill again.”
We just wanted to have some fun but they said we’re a danger.
The Creeps are going, going to the gas chamber.
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