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Iron Dust - Chainsaw Iron Dust - Chainsaw | | Sharp teeth, sounds nice,
Death uses this machine
Cuts coffins like a rice
Suddenly blood can be seen
It runs during terrible scream
Even doctor makes a mistake
While sending bodies to him
Alive inside for cutting the cake.
Ref.:
Once again it cannot be stopped
So the chainsaw keeps cutting,,
Until the head isn't chopped
His poor teeth keep biting.
Turns flesh & bones into mud
Sending that guy on his way
Woodman wipes out the blood
Spilling gas around will be okay.
Stops the chainsaw for a while
Pulls out a pack of cigars
Throws the lighter onto the pile
And walks home under the stars
Ref.:
The whole mess is eaten by fire
Leaving nothing but a pile of ash
The woodman has to admire
His chainsaw starting afresh.
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