Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Direct Hit!
Getting What He Asked For, like the rest of the Brainless God album, takes place right before nuclear annihilation. This song tells the story of a woman who has been in an abusive marriage with her husband, and finally believes that she can get out without repercussions because the world is ending a...
She's got a tale to tell, well, the detonation
Put a shotgun there in her lap was her patience
Gone? Yeah, you'd better believe it
She'd been holed up here for a decade or two
But made a goddamn choice - End it all, end it now so you'd
Better quit your complaining
Through the front door in the kitchen
Heard the door slam, wondered what she’s missing
Takes a breath, welcomes death, holds back a cough
Well she'd been dealing with this motherfucking man in her home
Who shouldn't live to see what the ending is like, oh no
She's not letting him get there
If he was man enough for a minute or two
He might've seen this coming from a mile away, don't you
Think she's got a good reason?
Through the front door in the kitchen
Heard the door slam, wondered what he's missing
Then she turned tail, and took the first door
She made a statement: "You're getting what you asked for"
Cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw
In his blood, in his blood’s where she'll end up
Ashes and dust - like the whole population
Of planet earth, yeah you bet - that’s where they'll join up
"But for the first time in 20 years I'm
Happy to be in my house, so I might light
A cigarette," tells herself, holds back a cough
As the bomb tears her ass off
First thing he saw was the glitter of the saw in her hand -
He didn't get it at first cause he didn't quite understand
Why she even would bother
Tries to lock up the door, but he can't -
She kicked it in didn’t matter if he latched it
Didn't speak up, didn't get to, because his head blew apart
She cut him up, cut him up with a hacksaw
And in his blood, in his blood's where she ends up
Ashes and dust like the whole population
Of planet earth - yeah you bet that's where they'll join up
But as the world ends, it’s hard to pretend
She got her way, and it's a satisfying end
Closes her eyes, takes a drag, has a last thought
As she climbs off the carpet
Ears still ringing from the detonation
And a shotgun sitting to the side of a cut up dude
It's not so fucking depressing