(By the Criminals)

You're bigger and stronger, better than het

I had a dream last night that I stabbed you to death

You're charming and you're bold, you make my blood run cold

You're not who you say you are, something surely worse by far

I hope your score made par

You set me at ease, I don't want to hear about your sex

in my dreams you're stabbed in the neck.

Tetanus infection locking jaw

You cannot conceive what I saw

Just so, just so lusty, I want to stab you with something rusty

So let's not talk about last night

You're an all-poison sight

All I know is that it's not fair

But you steal our precious air

and besides cheap talk it hurts my ears

I can feel you drawing near with just a wiggle of my nose

Giant robotic killer wasps

Decent upon your meaty frame

They only know to kill and maim.

I want to stab you with something rusty

I want to make you dead