Gather all the kids playing in the streets
Bring 'em inside for a tasty treat
Mom and dad fell into a permanent sleep
I'll never ask again what's for dinner to eat
Here come the kids' next gore. Into your heart we bore
Flesh hanging from my baby teeth, I can't stop craving for human meat
Blood on my hands, and blood on my feet
The neighborhood's alive with a frenzied feast
We eat our veggies, we don't care, we ate grandma out of her wheelchair!
Brother's Creeper - Kids' Next Gore Lyrics
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Gather all the kids playing in the streets
Bring 'em inside for a tasty treat
Mom and dad fell into a permanent sleep
I'll never ask again what's for dinner to eat
Here come the kids' next gore. Into your heart we bore
Flesh hanging from my baby teeth, I can't stop craving for human meat
Blood on my hands, and blood on my feet
The neighborhood's alive with a frenzied feast
We eat our veggies, we don't care, we ate grandma out of her wheelchair!
Bring 'em inside for a tasty treat
Mom and dad fell into a permanent sleep
I'll never ask again what's for dinner to eat
Here come the kids' next gore. Into your heart we bore
Flesh hanging from my baby teeth, I can't stop craving for human meat
Blood on my hands, and blood on my feet
The neighborhood's alive with a frenzied feast
We eat our veggies, we don't care, we ate grandma out of her wheelchair!
Writer: Brother's Creeper
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid