Dark Chicago cold wind, nothing to do except crusing. Black & white
vision, black & white mind, black & white lives for grey people
blind. The burden of life is whishtling in their souls. Telling
them the price of human life.
Henry was a sweet little name, sweet as the eyes of a bitch in
pain. Sweet was you mama too now she's dead, just a memory in
your wasted brain. Henry something's inside ya. Violence ou your
mind but nothing on your face. Night like the day, night like
the day you've got a devil to pay.
You've got a devil to pay
And he's walking to ya a very cool way; you think about everything
except he's ready to slay. Women, women you better beware. Gonna
Gonna be next there's murder in the air. He doesn't need to rape
them, he doesn't even hate them, to be on the alert once again
once again. Henry you've got a killer inside ya...
" I'm gonna kill her, I'm gonna kill her..."
You've got a killer inside ya
No way. Henry was a psycho psycho killer he looked like a model
guy. It's not a fucking American movie, the end is tragic. Always
looking for a new sensation, looking for a new sensation. And
there's no exception.
And he's walking to ya in a very cool way.
Henry time has come for ya to deliver up your soul. For all the
women who're still alive... Henry... Stop.