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I went to Blockhead Video
To rent a tape of people makin' love
Couldn't find no love in here
"It's a family store, see here!"

Settled for "Faces Of Death"
But they'd rented it to some kid
I'm tired of the same old gore
Kick Butt Cable Network gives me more

All day
All night
Broadcast live

Gas
Fry
Injection
Die

Bring the pretzels, bring the kids
Have a party, have a beer
Phil Donahue got his wish
Executions on live TV

Here's your host, Kozy Kinkwicket!
What's your name?... You're 14?
And what are you being put to death for today?
Is your family here?

What was your last meal?
Any last words for the fans?
Longer you cling to life-
More prizes for your friends

Gas
Fry
Yeh
Awright

What's it gonna be, Old Sparky?
More points for the firing squad
Grand prize, step inside
The Hundred Thousand Dollar Gas Chamber

Answer one question:
How do we teach, 'Thou Shalt Not Kill'?
The gas is rising
There goes the bell

Five minutes...
Six minutes...
Ladies and gentlemen,
He's swallowed his tongue!

Vanna applauds
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I went to Blockhead Video
To rent a tape of people makin' love
Couldn't find no love in here
"It's a family store, see here!"

Settled for "Faces Of Death"
But they'd rented it to some kid
I'm tired of the same old gore
Kick Butt Cable Network gives me more

All day
All night
Broadcast live

Gas
Fry
Injection
Die

Bring the pretzels, bring the kids
Have a party, have a beer
Phil Donahue got his wish
Executions on live TV

Here's your host, Kozy Kinkwicket!
What's your name?... You're 14?
And what are you being put to death for today?
Is your family here?

What was your last meal?
Any last words for the fans?
Longer you cling to life-
More prizes for your friends

Gas
Fry
Yeh
Awright

What's it gonna be, Old Sparky?
More points for the firing squad
Grand prize, step inside
The Hundred Thousand Dollar Gas Chamber

Answer one question:
How do we teach, 'Thou Shalt Not Kill'?
The gas is rising
There goes the bell

Five minutes...
Six minutes...
Ladies and gentlemen,
He's swallowed his tongue!

Vanna applauds
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Writer: AL JOURGENSEN, ERIC BOUCHER, PAUL G. BARKER, WILLIAM RIEFLIN
Copyright: Lyrics © THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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