Murderdolls Lyrics
2. Twist My Sister
Old MacDonald had a farm E-I-E-I-Oh my God Thou shalt not take any more shit And I’ll split my sister in her motherfucking lip [pre-chorus] I’ll grab her by the hair And swing her in the air [chorus] Twist my, twist my, twist my sister Jimmy crack corn and I don’t give a fuck I’ll take a butcher knife and And ram it in her fucking gut I’ll do a chicken dance over her dead body This is gonna hurt you more than me [pre-chorus, chorus]
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