You've been holding fire while I'm inside the gun 
Someone here's a liar but that stuff's been dealt with 
I've been biting my lip you've been grinding your teeth 
I've been sucking my tongue you've been breaking off pieces 
Of yourself and feeding them to me 
The ground is being ripped by an army of moles 
I have been given a tip that they're taking the whole world over 
But you hide under cannibal sheets and saying it's eating you up 
Their tiny little teeth have never been enough for your taste 
Well I was playing [bad word] in a psychedelic band 'till the singer got hip-hop 
The bassist was damned to [bad word] the only thing we did that you could understand 
Was a song about a gun pointing at a man with the head of a mole and beaks instead of eyes 
Someone here's a liar but that stuff has been dealt with, oh ho 
Twelve eyes of evil fixed on you blades chopping your body, boy 
What you gonna do? 'Cause the devils gotta eat when he's up to his tricks 
One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six 
Nobody's dying, no one goes to heaven 
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven 
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil 
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil 
Twelve eyes of evil fixed on you, blades chopping your body boy 
What you gonna do? 'Cause the devils gotta eat when he's up to his tricks 
One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six 

Nobody's dying, no one goes to heaven 
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven 
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil 
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil 

Six, six, six, six..