Mr. Killjoy (Live at Z7) versuri

Mr. Killjoy (Live at Z7) lyrics by Lordi

Intro
Let me see those hands again
Here we go!

Verse 1
Your shindig’s kinda boring
Shall I spike the punch with cyanide?
I gotta warn you
You’ll need a coroner tonight

Pre-Chorus
If you see me, better flee me
If you hear me, better fear me
I’ll help you from the fryer
Ooh, into the fire

Chorus
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
I’m the death of every party
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don’t care if you don’t like me, no, ey, ey

Verse 2
Now I’m here to fix your troubles
Brute force applied with some finessе
Ah, when people arе the problem
My hatchet always works the best, oh, yes it will

Pre-Chorus
If you see me, better flee me
If you hear me, better fear me
I’ll help you from the fryer
Ooh, into the fire

Chorus
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
I’m the death of every party
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don’t care if you don’t like me, no! Come on

Interlude
Make some noise, au!

Guitar Solo

Bridge
I make you suffer and it doesn’t feel right
I thought my knife would snuff you out like a light
How rude of me, a quick beheading would end your fright
Au! Ooh!

Chorus
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
I’m the death of every party
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don’t care if you don’t like me
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy, ey, ey
Na, na-na-na-na, calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don’t care if you don’t like me, no!

Outro
Ooh!