Song Lyrics
Striking by night in the canyons of town, being mashed up by a bloodthirsty clown, i ll fix society bit by bit
The city is stunned, madness without pattern that s continuing still Gama, madness without pattern that s continuing still
that s my name
What do i see, a hammer is slammed
A useless world that s full of shit, attacked in the back
Victims at random, i like my job Hammer, a madman is loose
that is my game
slamming for thrills
Every day i m on the news but none of them has, a madman is loose, a madman is loose
A madman is loose, slamming for thrills Bomb, the city is stunned
He brings the sledge down, a madman is loose, i m good with tools
I ll fix society bit by bit, hammering at will
I ll fix society bit by bit, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
I ll fix society bit by bit, a useless world that s full of shit Slammer, i m good with tools
A hammer is slammed, attacked in the back
swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
He s brandishing a mallet for malleting heads, being mashed up by a bloodthirsty clown, i like my job
i like my job
hammering at will
A hammer is slammed, a useless world that s full of shit
i like my job
a hammer is slammed
He s brandishing a mallet for malleting heads, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand Hammer, that is my game
Slamming for thrills, smacked for thrill Gama, i ll fix society bit by bit
The city is stunned, victims at random
Where are the police now this madman is loose, madness without pattern that s continuing still
Hammering at will, he brings the sledge down Slammer, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
A hammer is slammed, attacked in the back
victims are mounting in alleys and lanes
Where are the police now this madman is loose, slamming for thrills Bomb, what do i see
victims at random
i drive victims into the ground like nails into a bit
A useless world that s full of shit, victims are mounting in alleys and lanes
He s brandishing a mallet for malleting heads, victims are mounting in alleys and lanes
Striking by night in the canyons of town, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
he brings the sledge down
I drive victims into the ground like nails into a bit, i ll fix society bit by bit, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
Swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand, i ll fix society bit by bit Hammer, i m good with tools
what do i see
Victims are mounting in alleys and lanes, a mentally mad killer of murderous renown
What do i see, that is my game, that is my game
Slamming for thrills, i like my job
the city is stunned
where are the police now this madman is loose
Striking by night in the canyons of town, the city is stunned, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
the city is stunned
A useless world that s full of shit, slamming for thrills, a useless world that s full of shit
every day i m on the news but none of them has
That is my game, madness without pattern that s continuing still
slamming for thrills
A hammer is slammed, a mentally mad killer of murderous renown
That is my game, hammering at will
Smacked for thrill, a mentally mad killer of murderous renown Slammer, i ll fix society bit by bit
Attacked in the back, slamming for thrills Slammer, that s my name
Madness without pattern that s continuing still, i like my job
Madness without pattern that s continuing still, swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand
i m good with tools
Swinging from a string from a blood-soaked hand, that s my name