Kill the Mood Lyrics

So, you're looking for some fun

Peace of mind in the barrel of a gun

Jesus Christ, in the eyes of the lord

Thou shall not bet what you can't afford

Sure could use a pile of instant bliss

Money, money, money, money that is

Me oh my, time sure flies

Tuning out voracious cries

There is no chorus to this song

There is no chorus to this song

There is no chorus to this song

So long so long so long

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy

'Til I realise that my life is shitty

Oh well, keep it going or whatever I guess

Whats on TV, your highness

Light the fuse of every bomb

Kill the mood and get it on

Get away get away get away from the cunt in your bed

Pissing shit on your head, what i said what you said

Who's to say what to say when the games

That we play go to far and I pray for a wave or disaster

Make it go faster, speed up the bastard

Make it a hazard to smash up the face in the mirrors I shatter

And feed to the sharks every step of the ladder

Light the fuse of every bomb

Kill the mood and get it on

Light the fuse of every bomb

Kill the mood and get it on