“Kill You” | |
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Background information |
Kill You is a song by Snakes N' Barrels, most notably covered by Dethklok.
History[]
Not much is known about this song, although it was covered by members of Dethklok at one point. The audio of this event can be heard in the deluxe edition of the Dethalbum.
Pickles Intro[]
Pickles Intro is a prelude skit to "Kill You" featured on the deluxe edition of The Dethalbum just before the "Kill You" track.
Nathan: Hey, Pickles!
Pickles: Yeah? Dude, what?
Nathan: My voice is killing me.
Pickles: Oh, dude, why don't you take five and let me sing one?
Skwisgaar: Lets Pickles sings ones!
Pickles: Yeah, let me sing one!
Nathan: You don't mind?
Skwisgaar: Always likes to hears Pickles voice sings a song!
Pickles: Dude, let's do, let's do this, you know, that one, "Kill You"!
Skwisgaar: Oh yeah!
Nathan: That's a good one.
Pickles: It's a good one for the ladies.
Nathan: That's a good one... for the ladies.
Nathan: That's a good ladies metal song.
Skwisgaar: It's lighter, yeah, it's good for the ladies, yeah
Nathan: Good, yeah
Pickles: Lemme just get behind the ol' drum kit over here, come on, for a second.
Nathan: I'm gonna go have a sandwich.
Pickles: Alright!
Skwisgaar: Okay!
Pickles: Lemme just warm up for a second. Alright, here goes.
Lyrics[]
Vocalist: Pickles
I don't want to have to kill you
They'll find out and I will feel blue
Like to take all the skin off your face
Like to smash all your brains with a vase
Wish I could be a fly in your head
Lay my eggs that will rise from the dead
Lay my eggs that will rise from the dead
Ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah
Oh I don't want to have to hide you
It's so cold and I'll get the flu
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na
I don't want to have to eat you
I won't fit into my swim suit
You've got so much flesh on top your bones
You could cause a bloody big cyclone
Grab a lance smash it straight through your ribs
Splash the blood onto my baby's bibs
Make a mess dripping crimson and bone
Break your face with a stale ice cream cone
Make a mess dripping crimson and bone
Break your face with a stale ice cream cone
Break your face with a stale ice cream cone
I don't wanna have to
I don't wanna have to
I don't wanna have to
I don't wanna have to
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