Entering my Hellywood Hills - The vultures's moving in for the kill
Faces of the prey turning white - my boa's are ready to bite
Put your hands up, nobody moves - Ki-ki-ki-ki-Killer's got the groove
Boohoohoohoo - I'm bigger than you - Yeah, you!
Boohoohoohoo - I do what I want to - And I want to do you
Hang yourself up high on the hooks - The more skin rips the better it looks
You're free to scream whatever you feel - But you're still under my heal
All your clothes are torn and tattered
Broken fingers, teeth are shattered
When your body meets the ice drill
There are more holes I can fill
Now let's get busy!
