[Intro]
It's dark, and Hell is hot
Dan Bull...
Iniquity...
Let's go...
(Yea, yea, yea!)
[Verse 1: Dan Bull]
I'm Kyle Crane, taking down anybody with a vile brain
Best stay still or they just may feel
An iddy biddy little bit of mild pain
Sunrise, it's burgling time, I don't wanna die so I work in the light
To swerve all the psychotic murderers lurking at night
Far cry from a Turkish Delight
Cos when the night falls, you require giant balls
Just to survive, I hope you like to climb walls
Be mindful and just know that you might fall any moment
There's no slowing their roll when they're going with no control
And you know it
I swear by the penis on me, I wouldn't wanna be the zombie
There's a meanness, I feel it strongly
I can be as mean as the Viet Cong be
I treat these eejits wrongly
Their bodies are an ambling canvas
For an artist of the art of survival
And the university of life's my campus
Go ham on the thankless bandits, madness!
In your pants there's a dampness
I'll grab an axe and I'll have you handless
Or maybe take a hammer to your hippocampus
Pro scavenger son, you're an amateur one
When I handle a gun, the damage is done
And although this is serious business
I admit that I'm having some fun
It's dark, and Hell is hot
Dan Bull...
Iniquity...
Let's go...
(Yea, yea, yea!)
[Verse 1: Dan Bull]
I'm Kyle Crane, taking down anybody with a vile brain
Best stay still or they just may feel
An iddy biddy little bit of mild pain
Sunrise, it's burgling time, I don't wanna die so I work in the light
To swerve all the psychotic murderers lurking at night
Far cry from a Turkish Delight
Cos when the night falls, you require giant balls
Just to survive, I hope you like to climb walls
Be mindful and just know that you might fall any moment
There's no slowing their roll when they're going with no control
And you know it
I swear by the penis on me, I wouldn't wanna be the zombie
There's a meanness, I feel it strongly
I can be as mean as the Viet Cong be
I treat these eejits wrongly
Their bodies are an ambling canvas
For an artist of the art of survival
And the university of life's my campus
Go ham on the thankless bandits, madness!
In your pants there's a dampness
I'll grab an axe and I'll have you handless
Or maybe take a hammer to your hippocampus
Pro scavenger son, you're an amateur one
When I handle a gun, the damage is done
And although this is serious business
I admit that I'm having some fun
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