Letra de Murdertrain A Comin'
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Here comes the soul collecting train of murder a-comin'
It longs to take your putrid blackened soul away from you
It longs to take your putrid blackened soul away from you
Your face will leave your rotting head, in the early morning
Your guts will leave your corpse, your spine will break and crack in two
It cannot be stopped
The train is fueled by chopped bodies
Filled with sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Ticket is your life
Ended by a knife
Called the murder train
Eternity of pain
Oh yeah, you know what I'm talking about
There is no escape but death
Your life is just
A murder train a-comin
- Alright, you ready Skwisgaar?
- Yeah
- Now play me some blues
- Here goes nothings
I've never been so depress, it make me reduce
This really up clear, the blues
How about a little bit of this?
Oh yeah
You know it
Mashed
Potato is to feel behind this
Yeah
- O.K. You, you hold on for one. Hold on for one second
- Hey, look, it's Mashed Potato Johnson
- Oh, don't leave, how is it going Mashed Potato Johnson
- Hey Mashed Potato Johnson
- Hi boys. I thought you might have forgotten about good ole Mashed Potato Johnson
- Dude, no way
- Ha ha ha, we didn't forget about you
- I've was listening at you're playing Skwisgaar
- Yeah?
- And I think you've might, you've might forgot. A couple lessons, about the blues
- So, so cause
- Now listen idiot
Haah Yeaheah Boo Boo Di Di
Yeaheah Boo Boo Hehe
- AH Grand pa's guitar
- Ah ah, grand pa's guitar
- I've seen hate, I got blues. And I'm Mash Potato Johnson
Oh Yeah
Alright boys, you know what you're doing
I'm gonna get myself out of here, DETHKLOK RULES
Here comes the soul collecting train of murder a-comin'
It longs to take your putrid blackened soul away from you
Your face will leave your rotting head, in the early morning
Your guts will leave your corpse, your spine will break and crack in two
It cannot be stopped
The train is fueled by chopped bodies
Filled with sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Ticket is your life
Ended by a knife
Called the murder train
Eternity of pain
- Hey, was that Mashed Potato Johnson back there?
- Yeah, it was
- That kind a feel hot
- Yeah
There is no escape but death
Your life is just
A murder train a comin'
- This is the most depressing thing I've heard in my entire life
Your guts will leave your corpse, your spine will break and crack in two
It cannot be stopped
The train is fueled by chopped bodies
Filled with sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Ticket is your life
Ended by a knife
Called the murder train
Eternity of pain
Oh yeah, you know what I'm talking about
There is no escape but death
Your life is just
A murder train a-comin
- Alright, you ready Skwisgaar?
- Yeah
- Now play me some blues
- Here goes nothings
I've never been so depress, it make me reduce
This really up clear, the blues
How about a little bit of this?
Oh yeah
You know it
Mashed
Potato is to feel behind this
Yeah
- O.K. You, you hold on for one. Hold on for one second
- Hey, look, it's Mashed Potato Johnson
- Oh, don't leave, how is it going Mashed Potato Johnson
- Hey Mashed Potato Johnson
- Hi boys. I thought you might have forgotten about good ole Mashed Potato Johnson
- Dude, no way
- Ha ha ha, we didn't forget about you
- I've was listening at you're playing Skwisgaar
- Yeah?
- And I think you've might, you've might forgot. A couple lessons, about the blues
- So, so cause
- Now listen idiot
Haah Yeaheah Boo Boo Di Di
Yeaheah Boo Boo Hehe
- AH Grand pa's guitar
- Ah ah, grand pa's guitar
- I've seen hate, I got blues. And I'm Mash Potato Johnson
Oh Yeah
Alright boys, you know what you're doing
I'm gonna get myself out of here, DETHKLOK RULES
Here comes the soul collecting train of murder a-comin'
It longs to take your putrid blackened soul away from you
Your face will leave your rotting head, in the early morning
Your guts will leave your corpse, your spine will break and crack in two
It cannot be stopped
The train is fueled by chopped bodies
Filled with sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Ticket is your life
Ended by a knife
Called the murder train
Eternity of pain
- Hey, was that Mashed Potato Johnson back there?
- Yeah, it was
- That kind a feel hot
- Yeah
There is no escape but death
Your life is just
A murder train a comin'
- This is the most depressing thing I've heard in my entire life
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