Saturday night and i'm at the trendy club
I'm blending right in but there is the rub
I'm very accustomed to wearing a disguise
This is a special night i brought a surprise
Beautiful girls walk past they glance at me
They like what they see and i could have them for free
But what they don't know is my broken dead mind
And i don't even notice when they follow behind
I walk out the exit and around to the back
I can feel my thoughts as they begin to crack
I walk by some girl and she makes a pass
Ignoring her i pick up my can of gas
I head back in, i cross by the dance floors
No onе knows that i've chained the doors
I dump thе gasoline and i hear someone scream
But it's too late for that as i ignite the flame
Burning flesh falling to the dance floor
Exposing bone pretty faces are charred
Screaming meat panicking to the beat
No one escapes my gasoline hate
Burning flesh falling to the dance floor
Exposing bone pretty faces are charred
Screaming meat panicking to the beat
No one escapes my gasoline hate
The bouncer tries to grab and i taser his face
He screams like a girl what a disgrace
I set him on fire and i kick off his head
It breaks wide open and some people faint dead
The flames are now spreading onto the bar
The bottles explode slashing anyone near
People being crushed up against the door
I dump some more gas and feed the fireball some more
Burning flesh falling to the dance floor
Exposing bone pretty faces are charred
Screaming meat panicking to the beat
No one escapes my gasoline hate
Burning flesh falling to the dance floor
Exposing bone pretty faces are charred
Screaming meat panicking to the beat
No one escapes my gasoline hate
There's barely any air as i finish my task
That's why i brought this oxygen mask
The beat pounds away while the fire does its job
That beautiful girl's been reduced to a blob
Anyone left is choking on fumes
I do a little dancing to the disco tunes
The police are now coming so i plant the bomb
I'll have to go to itunes and download that song
Burning flesh falling to the dance floor
Exposing bone pretty faces are charred
Screaming meat panicking to the beat
No one escapes my gasoline hate
Burning flesh falling to the dance floor
Exposing bone pretty faces are charred
Screaming meat panicking to the beat
No one escapes my gasoline hate
Gasoline Hate was written by Randy Prozac.
Gasoline Hate was produced by Randy Prozac.