Terror for Sale
Five years in prison, i don't ever wanna leave this place Wireless internet and colour tv, i'm so amazed I robbed a bank and shot a guy who talked to much But then again, i forgot to check my watch They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell I didn't have a clue that it would fit so well A nice and comfy bed, yeah you heard what i said Slippers made of velvet like a fancy hotel Bars made of gold and a private stripshow Prisons made in Sweden let the champagne flow. They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell and when i woke upe up in the night there's asian mistress They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell I didn't have a clue that it would fit so well Cocain and a bottle of jjjjack, huuh In the name of the lord, you gotta love it Cocain and crack and jjjjack, huuh A prisoncell provided by the lord Under surveilance, I do my thing I tumble and roll, like the swedish king They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell I didn't have a clue that it would fit so well They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell and when i woke upe up in the night there's asian mistress Cocain and a bottle of jjjjack, huuh In the name of the lord, you gotta love it Cocain and crack and jjjjack, huuh A prisoncell provided by the lord And now they tell me i gotta leave I gotta leave my cell and walk the streets What about the women? What about the wine? Please just dont take away my glamourous life I miss my private show, I miss the good champagne I miss my private cell, cause it fit so well I use to drop the soap, they use to hang it in I didn't mind at all, i knew that I would win They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell I didn't have a clue that it would fit so well They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell and when i woke upe up in the night there's asian mistress Cocain and a bottle of jjjjack, huuh In the name of the lord, you gotta love it Cocain and crack and jjjjack, huuh A prisoncell provided by the lord
Hippies in dreadlocks, gothchicks in black Potheads and junkies, surfers and drags Dramaqueens, backpackers and collegehunks you're all gonna suffer the terror to come. Fear the thrash assault coming your way Prepare to meet my fist, it's mad as hell today We'll hang you live on stage, with a rusty string Get ready to fucking mosh, cause metal is king A giant fucking frying pan will smash you to the floor Promqueens dipped in gasoline will be burnings to the core Chorus: Shout it out, Shout it out loud: Metal is here to stay Cause Terror's coming your way Play it loud, play it out loud: We dont care what you say We'll give you pleasure and pain A river of blood is running wild, we puke on the rules to obey Adrenaline is pumping in your veins, the crowd is going insane Windmills made of razorblades will be cutting your head in half Cannons loaded with blood and guts will be fired by our drumtech Ralph The show will go to history a mark upon the earth The arrival of the devil will show you the urge Chorus Hippies in dreadlocks, gothchicks in black Potheads and junkies, surfers and drags Dramaqueens, backpackers and collegehunks you're all gonna suffer the terror to come. Fear the thrash assault coming your way Prepare to meet my fist, it's mad as hell today We'll hang you live on stage, with a rusty string Get ready to fucking mosh, cause metal is king Chorus
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Cry, baby your death is yet to come Cheap thrills and leather wips will treat you til i'm done Moan and cry, don't deny, i'll satisfie til you die x2 Come on and smell my boots, cause there's no way you can loose The taste of blood is sweet, just push play and then repeat I like it loud, i like it loud, i'll sing you with my pink torpedo i'll be good, it's understood, on the hood, i know you would Moan and cry, don't deny, i'll satisfie til you die Eat my johnssons make it bleed (Come on and make my day) Spread your legs and just receive (I wanna hear you say) There's no way you can be more pleased (Generosity) Seven seas of deadly seeds You aint a bad girl honey no matter what the neighbours say, its just you wear those skintight dresses with your g-string tuned to a... i know you want it, well come and get it.. i'll boil you up and break you down.. Knockout - Your such a sticky sweet Knockout now smell my stinking feet Blackout - What my age again ? Knockout - A gift from heaven sent Moan and cry, don't deny, i'll satisfie til you die x2 i'll be good, it's understood, on the hood, i know you would Eat my johnssons make it bleed (Come on and make my day) Spread your legs and just receive (I wanna hear you say) There's no way you can be more pleased (Generosity) Seven seas of deadly seeds Come on baby let's get it right.. I'll guide you through the doors of hell.. Welcome to my little dungeon of pleasures.. You scratch my back and i scratch your's.. Muhahahaha.. Lets bring it on!!!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Eat my breakfast, drop the kids off Thats how my daily life starts On the highway, til' it's payday I have a meeting with the boss He has a wicked leg, he has a wicked leg He likes to kick me in the ass til it turns red I hate my job, i hate it all I wanna be a million dollar fucking rockstar Why!? -Wont you get me a gig before i die... Chourus: Will write you a song song Just as heavy as king kong While im smoking my bong bong I wanna be a hunk with a metalguitar Cause people tell me i could go pretty far I need some kicks as im Kerry King licks And get the chicks by the bar Now its lunchtime, cut the barbwire I'm going to the deli and get myself a wrap Life is rrazy, this job makes me A suicidal freak feeling like crap Why!? -wont you get me a gig before i die.. I will write you a song song cause i know how to pling plong -just like playing the ping pong Chourus I'll be getting the chi..Chicks by the bar I'll be showing my tri..Tricks on guitar They'll be blowing me bli..Blind in my car I'll be throwing the sui..Suit on the yard I'll be hitting my bo..Boss really hard I'll be getting a bo..Bodyguard Eat my breakfast, drop the kids off Thats how my daily life starts On the highway, til' it's payday I have a meeting with the boss Why!? -wont you give me a gig before i die.. I will force you to sing sing I will give you a ring ring and you give me some bling bling Chorus
I'm a cocky little kid with a metal band I'd like to be a star, i got my haird dyed black And i just got a brand new guitar.. Chorus: I stole some riffs from a cd today I think it was At The Gates.. I blend it up with my personal taste My friends got totally amazed Chunky riffs and some cookie monster vox, will be enough to get us signed Sony music is looking for a band, dude i think i got a plan In Flames and Soilwork have just sold out, and one of the singers is getting bald My time has come, im gonna be a shooting star So dont step in my way My rules must be obeyed.. Chorus: I stole some riffs from a cd today I think it was At The Gates.. I blend it up with my personal taste My friends got totally amazed Our sound is totally new, such a gift to the world My piercing looks nice in the corner of my mouth, i got it from a hot topic girl I'm really such a sensitive guy I'm scared those machoriffs will fuck up my style So please.. Take a look at me, i want to look so mean I'm ready to take on the world And all my friends.. They agree! Chorus So don't step in my way My rules must be obeyed
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Welcome to my hellhole, its time to pay the price Meet the evil master he will treat you so nice He'll put you in a cookiejar filled with blood and cream And shake it for some time until you're sticky and sweet Then he'll put you on the barby, you're juicy and fine Inviting people to the party, all of them are going blind Jeffrey Dahmer and Ted Bundy, George Foreman and the clown Mr.Foreman by the barby, Mr.Dahmer by the pool, so don't you make a sound Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbeque Lets kill and grill on satans avenue Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbeque Let's grill and kill at Satan's barbeque Satans barbeque!!! Satans going crazy, twisting by the pool Dahmer's slipping cocktails while looking through his tools Mr Bundy's filling up the beear-bong, Mr.Foreman's flipping steaks They're having such a blast cause everybody know what it takes Satan's bringing out the mustard, its spicy and sweet Everybody wants some ketchup and some salad with the meat The poor dude on the barby, is getting in the mood Everybody is screaming: Food, Food, Food, Food, Food!! Food is on the table, Foreman's slicing up the steak There is nothing like a party as when a hungry hell awakes Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbeque Lets kill and grill on satans avenue Come and join, tenderloin, come and join the barbeque Let's grill and kill at Satan's barbeque Satans barbeque!!! Get in the mood!! At Satan's barbeque!!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Got a little secret and a one man show I think i'll neer get burned I'm going mental as the weekend hits in I wanna see your blood flow Coming up from behind on the street I choke you with a plastic bag I put you in the trunk of my yellow renault I cannot wait to see you bleed In the woods i have a barn where i can make you weep and crawl Let me have a look at you and see if you can get me through Trick or treat, trick or treat you will meet your destiny I have a fetisch and its nothing for you I'll pick you up on a rendezvous I'd like some candy and some spanish wine And human flesh on the side At my fiesta we will have a blast I'll hook you up and make it fast Cause i am evil, i am your death Flesh and candy til you make your last breath In the woods i have a barn where i can make you weep and crawl Let me have a look at you and see if you can get me through Trick or treat, trick or treat you will meet your destiny I like to hear you scream, i love the melody I'd like to choke you with some chocolate ice cream I'd like to see you crawl, i like to have a ball I'd like to hit your face with a fucking baseball x2 Got a little secret and a one man show I think i'll neer get burned I'm going mental as the weekend hits in I wanna see your blood flow Coming up from behind on the street I choke you with a plastic bag I put you in the trunk of my yellow Renault I cannot wait to see you bleed Two gallons of blood, Three gallons of cream Five gallons of hate, i think you know what i mean Two inches of blood, Three inches of cream Five inches of hate, i think you know the deal!.. Gimme some!! Gimme some!! Gimme some!! I like to hear you scream, i love the melody I'd like to choke you with some chocolate ice cream I'd like to see you crawl, i like to have a ball I'd like to hit your face with a fucking baseball x2
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
Jim Bean, my best friend, picks me up in his truck In the backseat JD, my brother in law My german penpal Helmut Jägermeister Sends me small bottles of liquor in the mail I know i choosed the right path So i did the math The call, will be answered I will grow up to be a romancer Hockey is for sissys, football for nerds Bowling for grandma and her domesticated birds Jeff, bobby, matt, those football assholes I slam the door in their faces, they will only see laces Chorus: Liquor saved me from the sports I rather sit by the pool in my sperm stained shorts And get fucked up... I want to be addicted, subjected by the booze I'd like to wake up in the morning and feel my oze My bitch tells me she wished i would never been born She sits at home and mourn..! Chorus Baseball for machos La crosse for the queer Tap Dance for grandpa and his conservative peers I may have womit on my clothes But i still know how to break some bones Chorus Bottoms up, buckle up!!! x2
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Fed up with the lifestyle, fed up with the lies Fed up with the money and the feminist wives I just cant take it anymore Fed up with the bling bling, fed up with the bills Fed up with glamour and the prozac pills I just cant face it anymore Let me hear you fucking sing: lalalalalalala Cause you dont understand a thing Let me hear you fucking sing: lalalalalalala Cause you dont understand a thing Fed up with the hollow, Fed up with the cold Fed up with the preppies and the sausage rolls I just cant face it anymore Fed up with the taxes, Fed up with the wine Fed up with the wannabes standing in line I just cant take it anymore Let me hear you fucking sing: lalalalalalala Cause you dont understand a thing Let me hear you fucking sing: lalalalalalala Cause you dont understand a thing You'r such a hypocrite with diamond rings, now look at that smile of yours, are you happy now.. You precious fuck. Now give it away, before it steals the day Give it away, before you cannot take it Now give it away, before it steals the day Give it away, give it away Fed up with the freakshows, fed up with the cheese Fed up with the bitches getting down on their knees I just cant take it anymore Fed up with radio, fed up with swedes Fed up with the sellouts and the colour tv I just cant face it anymore Let me hear you fucking sing: lalalalalalala Cause you dont understand a thing Let me hear you fucking sing: lalalalalalala Cause you dont understand a thing Now give it away, before it steals the day Give it away, before you cannot take it Now give it away, before it steals the day Give it away, give it away
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
My daddy bought me a car he'd never think i would go this far Racing down through the city In my Mercedes Cabriolet Like a singing ricochet I head for the beach As the wig is flowing in the breeze Ruth is feeding me with cheese Yes im a fake but dont you tell anyone I'm a singer in a rock ´n roll band And we're so god damn great My Band is on top of the world That's what people think And yeah, thats the god damn truth and my wife's name is Ruth My rock ´n roll age is twenty But the fact is, i'm plenty I will never give up my fame But people say im so fucking lame We woke up the pharaoes, we played by the Nile Mummy metal for the masses Tutancammon went wild, Cleopatra she smiled First aid for the masses Yes im a fake but dont you tell anyone I'm a singer in a rock ´n roll band And we're so god damn great In the weekeds i play gold With my dear friend Dr.Rolf He's the one who fixed my face Cause i dont wanna look like a basket case People do not know im a fake That could be more than they could take I'm wearing make up to look so good The bandana keeps the wig in place We woke up the pharaoes, we played by the Nile Mummy metal for the masses Tutancammon went wild, Cleopatra she smiled First aid for the masses
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Uppför backen, ifrån stan In på hemköp, flera gånger om dan Slåss med tanter i den långa kassakön Och Johnny Biff som precis har fått sin lön Utanför S.A.T.S där luktar det bränt Broilers som glöder, dörren står på glänt Rottweilers, blondiner och kick and box Spinning apelsiner och Klas i ett par Cox Pfizer stinker Zoega's luktar gott Helgen kommer med nattklubbar och shots Johnny och Lisa dom ställer till med fest alkoläsk, gin tonic är det dom gillar bäst Stattena trash vem gillar HIF? Stattena trash vem gillar HIF? Nu är det sommar med rix hela dan Resa till mallis med sprit och bad Säsongen är över och HIF fick däng Förlusterna svider när vi sjunger vår refräng Stattena trash vem gillar HIF? Stattena trash vem gillar HIF? Vi har vårt hem i Helsingborg Vi tror vi rockar fett, trots vår sorg Vårt storstadskomplex utan identitet Bleknar så fort i största hemlighet Vi tror vi är så jävla bra Vi jobbar 7-4 och vill bara hem Vi vill faktiskt bara dra För det regnar hela tiden och vårt HIF får däng Stattena trash vem gillar HIF? Stattena trash vem gillar HIF? Vi har vårt hem i Helsingborg Vi tror vi rockar fett, trots vår sorg Vårt storstadskomplex utan identitet Bleknar så fort i största hemlighet x2
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Thanks to paysoad for sending these lyrics. Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com TERROR 2000 LYRICS
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 18, 2026