Andrei Chikatilo Songtext
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Andrei Chikatilo Songtext
You are hungry, I am hungry too
I don′t fit in, boy, neither do you
I'm your teacher, I′m your neighbour
In Stalin's Russia, I'm a stranger
Rip it, stab it, grab it
Cut right through it, chew it
Call me Chikatilo
Call me The Red Ripper
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Hard on for the thrill
A dose to my brain
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Your death is my thrill
A dose to my brain
Grab some bread in my shed
Kopeks for your little mouth
Can′t undo what I′ve done
I've just ripped your guts out
Nipple, tongue, uterus
Chew it, then I spit it out
Can′t unsee what you have seen
I've just gouged your eyes out
You are hungry, I am hungry too
I don′t fit in, boy, neither do you
I'm your teacher, I′m your neighbour
In Stalin's Russia, I'm a stranger
Rip it, stab it, grab it
Cut right through it, chew it
Call me Chika-tilo
Call me The Red Ripper
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Hard on for the thrill
A dose to my brain
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Your death is my thrill
A dose to my brain
Grab some bread in my shed
Kopeks for your little mouth
Can′t undo what I′ve done
I've just ripped your guts out
Nipple, tongue, uterus
Chew it, then I spit it out
Can′t unsee what you have seen
I've just gouged your eyes out
Hungry for the kill
Rip it, stab it
Hard on for the thrill
Cut right through it
Hungry for the kill
Call me The Red
Your death is my thrill
Call me The Red Ripper
I don′t fit in, boy, neither do you
I'm your teacher, I′m your neighbour
In Stalin's Russia, I'm a stranger
Rip it, stab it, grab it
Cut right through it, chew it
Call me Chikatilo
Call me The Red Ripper
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Hard on for the thrill
A dose to my brain
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Your death is my thrill
A dose to my brain
Grab some bread in my shed
Kopeks for your little mouth
Can′t undo what I′ve done
I've just ripped your guts out
Nipple, tongue, uterus
Chew it, then I spit it out
Can′t unsee what you have seen
I've just gouged your eyes out
You are hungry, I am hungry too
I don′t fit in, boy, neither do you
I'm your teacher, I′m your neighbour
In Stalin's Russia, I'm a stranger
Rip it, stab it, grab it
Cut right through it, chew it
Call me Chika-tilo
Call me The Red Ripper
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Hard on for the thrill
A dose to my brain
Hungry for the kill
I feed on your pain
Your death is my thrill
A dose to my brain
Grab some bread in my shed
Kopeks for your little mouth
Can′t undo what I′ve done
I've just ripped your guts out
Nipple, tongue, uterus
Chew it, then I spit it out
Can′t unsee what you have seen
I've just gouged your eyes out
Hungry for the kill
Rip it, stab it
Hard on for the thrill
Cut right through it
Hungry for the kill
Call me The Red
Your death is my thrill
Call me The Red Ripper
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