Killing Machine (Mensforth/Newton)
Let me give you all a warning about a million lies I"ve told
Some not so pretty, some are somewhat bold
Lines wrote on paper, words said in prose
Let this be a warning, for the life I chose
Killing machine, from the jaws I rose
Eaten up for breakfast, served up for the tea
There once was a jolly swagman, whose stories I can tell
But now they have no meaning as I journey into hell
For once there lived a sailor from the ocean floor he came
To save me from extinction, whatever was the game
Played it in a spirit, with anger and with joy
Now lies dead the sailor, the grapes of wrath bemoaned
Killing Machine, So joyous to behold
Once in the lap of luxury, never a sight I can behold
Killing Machine, Spare me one more time
It"s later than the hour lets, darkness becomes mine
Killing Machine
Killing Machine
Killing Machine
Killing Machine
Let me give you all a warning about a million lies I"ve told
Some not so pretty, some are somewhat bold
Lines wrote on paper, words said in prose
Let this be a warning, for the life I chose
Killing machine, from the jaws I rose
Eaten up for breakfast, served up for the tea
There once was a jolly swagman, whose stories I can tell
But now they have no meaning as I journey into hell
For once there lived a sailor from the ocean floor he came
To save me from extinction, whatever was the game
Played it in a spirit, with anger and with joy
Now lies dead the sailor, the grapes of wrath bemoaned
Killing Machine, So joyous to behold
Once in the lap of luxury, never a sight I can behold
Killing Machine, Spare me one more time
It"s later than the hour lets, darkness becomes mine
Killing Machine
Killing Machine
Killing Machine
Killing Machine