Hits for M.G.M. Songtext
von Stiffs, Inc.

I make hits for MGM
They cost me dear but they pay me well
A choice of method, place and time
Tie round your neck that had once fit mine
Your contract′s ended and now I have mine

It's out of my hands

Time for you to take a bow
A tight, dry close-up you will never have
Sorry you won′t have the chance to smile
With proper make-up you won't look half bad

I've a point of conversation
You have outlived your duration

What else can I say but it′s nothing personal

It′s just another headshot for a shot in the head
Mrs. Goldman may I say that Miss Todd has to go
So on with the show


Morning papers hit the stands
Contains the news of your untimely demise
Best you read it whilst you can
Worry not for I will close your eyes

Your contract's ended and now I have mine
It′s out of my hands

I should kill for less
Do you want some more?
I will do my best
What could set this score?
I should kill for less
Do you want some more?
I will do my best
What could set this score?

I was wondering why it was you tried to hide
Market the target, create different plugs for you and I
I'm just hastening your slow motion suicide
I′m not wondering just how and when you're going to die

I make hits for MGM