Lyrics Stone Cold Killers - W.A.S.P.
Think
about
the
sorrow
you
brought
Think
of
all
the
horror
you
made
Lying
to
a
world,
that
you
wrought
Dying
for
the
world,
oh
that
you
made
Johnny,
get
your
guns
You′ll
need
all
those
prophets
you
pay
Oh
yeah,
Johnny
get
your
guns
I've
come
to
kill
the
God
that
you
made
Yeah,
I′m
gonna
murder
Supeman,
murder
Superman
Stone
cold
killer's
what
I
am
Your
widow
making
ones
come,
you
can't
hide
I′m
gonna
murder
Superman,
murder
Superman
I
got
a
heart
breaker
in
my
hands
Yeah,
here
I
come,
oh,
you′re
gonna
die
What'd
you
get
for
the
souls
that
you
bought
The
bloody
dead
in
the
trades
Don′t
never
blame
the
souls
that
you
lost
On
the
whores
of
Babylon
that
you
laid
Johnny
get
your
guns
You'll
need
all
those
prophets,
you
pray
Oh
yeah,
Johnny
get
your
guns
I′ve
come
to
kill
the
God
that
you
made
Yeah,
I'm
gonna
murder
Supeman,
murder
Superman
Stone
cold
killer′s
what
I
am
Your
widow
making
one's
come,
you
can't
hide
I′m
gonna
murder
Superman,
murder
Superman
I
got
a
heart
breaker
in
my
hands
Yeah,
here
I
come,
you′re
gonna
die
Your
lying
messiah,
you
know
isn't
real
How
will
you
die
for
the
one
that
you
kneel
Better
get
your
guns
I′m
gonna
kill
your
God,
my
God
will
kill
your
God
I'm
gonna
murder
Supeman,
murder
Superman
Stone
cold
killer′s
what
I
am
Your
widow
making
one's
come,
you
can′t
hide
I'm
gonna
murder
Superman,
murder
Superman
I
got
a
heart
breaker
in
my
hands
Yeah,
here
I
come,
you're
gonna
die
Yeah,
I′m
gonna
murder
Supeman,
murder
Superman
Stone
cold
killer′s
what
I
am
Yeah,
here
I
come,
oh,
you're
gonna
die
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