Werewolves - Antisocial Lyrics

Thrashing strangers
Choking shameless
Gnashing morons
Slashing halfwits
Stuffing barrels
Trashing fuckheads
Get out
Don't live near me
Bashing neighbors
Smashing children
Burning houses
Kicking pets
Stomping pieces
Chomping faces
Don't live near me
Brutal murder brings me joy

I'm Anti-Social
At the best of times
I respond to noise
With brutal crimes
I'm Anti-Social
Hate your chattering
I inflict remorseless
Brutal batterings
Hiding all their bodies
They were fat as they were loud
Murder for some peace and quiet
Noise is not allowed
Stuffing them in barrels
Hiding them in bushes
Feeding them to stray cats
I prefer the quiet
Quiet
Or I'll kill you
Shut the fuck up
Block your ears and goddamn sing it

I'm Anti-Social
At the best of times
I respond to noise
With brutal crimes
I'm Anti-Social
Hate your chattering
I inflict remorseless
Brutal batterings
Kicking down their walls, punching all their jaws, breaking all the laws
Giving zero damns, jerking off on prams, grind them into spam
Mincing up their limbs, dancing in their skins, momentary whim
Turn them into stock, batter them with rocks, shock and awe
Wanking off on a pile of skulls
Kick their spines out of the ear canal
Bludgeoning the weak with boulders

Drooling frothing fucking fuckwit
IQ takes a plunge towards zero
Dumb enough to believe I'm the hero
Locked up
Police van collects
A search finds all my subjects
Lifelong institution halls
A home where walls are padded
Kill for some silence
Some peace and goddamn quiet
Diet of nonstop violence