You've been holding fire while I'm inside the gun
Someone here's a liar but that stuff's been dealt with
I've been biting my lip you've been grinding your teeth
I've been sucking my tongue you've been breaking off pieces
Of yourself and feeding them to me
The ground is being ripped by an army of moles
I have been given a tip that they're taking the whole world over
But you hide under cannibal sheets and saying it's eating you up
Their tiny little teeth have never been enough for your taste
Well I was playing drums in a psychedelic band 'till the singer got hip-hop
The bassist was damned to hell the only thing we did that you could understand
Was a song about a gun pointing at a man with the head of a mole and beaks instead of eyes
Someone here's a liar but that stuff has been dealt with, oh ho
Twelve eyes of evil fixed on you blades chopping your body, boy
What you gonna do? 'Cause the devils gotta eat when he's up to his tricks
One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six
Nobody's dying, no one goes to heaven
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil
Twelve eyes of evil fixed on you, blades chopping your body boy
What you gonna do? 'Cause the devils gotta eat when he's up to his tricks
One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six
Nobody's dying, no one goes to heaven
Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil
Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil
Six, six, six, six.