You're Better Off Dead - Children Of Bodom

What’s the matter with you?

Whatcha trying to do?

I’m wrecking my brain… I’ll never get it

Did I ever hurt you in any way

If I did then hear my apology — fuck you!

I’d give anything to batter you down

All the way to six feet under!

And why on earth should I stop

Until I see your fucking ass drop

Mind your own business and leave mine alone

To take a look in the real world for a sec

It’s a hell for heroes and heaven for fools

What makes you the luckiest bastard on earth

In the prejudiced mind you narrow yourself in

I’m the servant while you’re the king

Ohhhhhohh

Til' tomorrow is a better day to be

Ooohhohohoh

You’re better off dead than fucking with me!

Ohooohhoooh

What if there ain’t no tomorrow

Ohooohoho

(Well let me tell you) There wasn’t one today

Hey, if you like me so dare

So, I know why I stop

And the only one step right

And it’s raining flesh of death

Ohhhhhohh

Til' tomorrow is a better day to be

Ooohhohohoh

You’re better off dead than fucking with me!

Ohooohhoooh

What if there ain’t no tomorrow

Ohooohoho

(Well let me tell you) There wasn’t one today