Splatterdae Nite

You could wander around
Call it a Saturday night
Walk with someone who likes you
Cuz that's the saturday life
World wooks liquid inside a salaladly bowl
And the people around you wish you not hanging around no more

You feel violent and drunk in this here Saturday night
And your girlfriend deceives you
Go pull out your Saturday knife
Trickling blood sprinkles fly
And land on the walls with no sound
And you think that it's strange that she don't want you around no more

But Oscar doesn't care
Independence is a passing swivel ghost
I'm mostly debt

So now the public has labeled you as the Splatterday Knight
And the Latter Day Saints have fluffed their pillows up whitе
And there are ghosts in your hеad that try to shatter your life
Some are young, some are blinded
Some are old, some are stale
And none can understand why you don't want them around no more

But Oscar doesn't care
Independence is a passing swivel ghost
I'm mostly debt

How many stars are there?
Bum-bum, bum-bum-bum
How many stars does it take
To make this a world?
How men eat right on the wave
How much is living left
When to all the thought of you dies
Why would you eat to live
When you know that one day your body is gone?

And if all that lives must die
And if all that lives must die I want my death today
I want my death today
If all that lives must die
Then I want my death today
Bum-bum, bum-bum-bum