I will dine you and refine you
Take you to the moon
Then shower you with diamonds
from the Blow
I don't care about her
Another whore in the morgue
I heard my name on the radio
There's a ripper on the street
What a carve up
What a slice up
What a bloody mess
There's thirteen girls on the rippers dead mans chest
I don't care about her
Another whore in the morgue
I heard my name on the radio
There's a ripper on the street
Ever since Peter was a little boy
He had a funny thing about hammers
He said mummy when I grow up
I wanna grow a beard and kill lost of birds with me hammer
Ever since Peter was a little boy
He had a funny thing about hammers
He said mummy when I grow up
I wanna grow a beard and kill lost of birds with me hammer
Ha!
You sold me your body
Your carcass belongs to me
I'm a human dustcart cleaning up the waste
I don't care about her
Another whore in the morgue
I heard my name on the radio
There's a ripper on the street
I don't care about her
Another whore in the morgue
I heard my name on the radio
There's a ripper on the street
