Bad Mongo

He's been waiting for so long
Singing that same old institution song
A humanoid shape in the dense of night:
Bad Mongo's got a very big knife

Run back home and lock the door
The streets ain't safe no more
Wild eyes and a dribbling tongue
He likes murder and he likes wrong

Bad mongo-gonna kick you in the face
Gonna stomp you in the face
Gonna make you crawl
And beg before he makes you die

A Fuck The World tattoo on his arm
The Iron Cross is his lucky charm
From the institution, with an axe in his hand
A genetic nightmare
It's the Bad Mongo Man

Gonna stab you in the foot, gonna kill you in the face
He's gonna destroy the human race