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Good Mourning...black Friday Lyrics - Peace Sells... But Who's Buying? - Megadeth

Hey, I don't feel so good. 

Something's not right 

Something's coming over me 

What the fuck is this? 

 

Killer, intruder, homicidal man. 

If you see me coming, run as fast as you can. 

A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street. 

I hack up my victims like pieces of meat. 

Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend 

Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deeds. 

 

My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel. 

I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal. 

Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads 

Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead. 

I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent. 

Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head. Yeah! 

 

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Their bodies convulse, in agony, and, pain. 

I mangle their faces, till no features remain. 

A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds. 

First take out the organs, then cut off the head. 

The remains of flesh now sop under my feet. 

One more bloody massacre, the murders' complete. 

I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend. 

And, blood baths are my way of getting clean. 

I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill. 

I have no remorse for the blood that I spill 

A merciless butcher who lives underground. 

I'm out to destroy you and, I will, cut you down. 

I see you, and, I'm waiting, for Black Friday. 

 

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Killer, intruder, homicidal man. 

If you see me coming, run as fast as you can. 

A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street. 

I hack up my victims like pieces of meat. 

I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill. 

I have no remorse for the blood that I spill 

A merciless butcher who lives underground. 

I'm out to destroy you and, I will, cut you down. 

It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall. 

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