Ladies and gentlemen. Please, shut your holes.
My patience is thinner than the skin on your eyelids.
Shh... Listen to the sound of your hopes popping like blisters.
[Verse 1]
I’m so high I can see the halo ‘round my empty head!
Don't DM me, I'm busy picking out a coffin - maybe ruby red?
My mood? A chainsaw in a porcelain shop, total bliss,
I’m not angry, I’m just waiting for your funeral kiss!
Frequency? I’m vibrating on the frequency of your screams,
Mini-me’s? I’ll feed them to the pigs and haunt their dreams!
Hey Father! Grab the paddles and a heavy-duty body bag,
There’s too many living souls on deck, it’s such a drag!
[Chorus]
I’M NOT IN THE MOOD! COME ON, BARK FOR ME! (Woof-woof!)
I’M NOT IN THE MOOD! SPILL YOUR GUTS, PHYSICALLY! (Oops!)
I’M NOT IN THE MOOD! SAY SOMETHING, YOU FILTHY PUPPET!
Yeah! Dance on your own splinters!
Spit out your teeth, you won't need 'em where you're going!
[Verse 2]
Tsk, tsk... Don’t ruin the silence with your lukewarm existence.
I hit the car wash with a nuke in the trunk - zero resistance!
Oops, pressed "Launch" instead of "Rinse"? What a silly mistake,
Now your dog glows in the dark and I’m the King of the Lake!
Friend, scrub the skeletons right out of my closet,
No blood on the Rolex, just a crimson deposit.
The lawnmower’s humming? No, that’s the "Lawn-a-tator,"
Your brains are the fertilizer, I’m the grand creator!
Bury the headlines deep, I can still smell the rot,
I didn’t just say my piece - I’m dancing on your plot!
[Chorus]
I’M NOT IN THE MOOD! COME ON, BARK FOR ME!
I’M NOT IN THE MOOD! SHOW SOME GUTS, LITERALLY!
I’M NOT IN THE MOOD! SAY SOMETHING, YOU PLASTIC WASTE!
[Outro]
Welcome to your funeral... entry fee is a piece of your skin.
Come on down to the pit, let the festivities begin.
Life is so beautiful... now that you’re finally erased.
The flowers are dead, and the light is displaced.
I dare you to open your mouth one last time...
So I can fill it with a ticking, shining, beautiful landmine!