Lyrics HORSE the band

HORSE the band

Cutsman

What's that? (Fire from the gods)

I don't know.

Power glove...

THAT LITTLE BASTARD,

with his tricks and vile forms of play

hacking shaving slicing mutilating

all that gets before him,

all that gets in his way.

coming around down the stairs

wood cracked beneath my feet

my hand slid across the rail

collecting dust on my finger tips

i came into a dark room,

the smell of wet stone of many years

then there was a bubonic retards blank empty stare

LITTLE ANDROID MAN

HALF THE SIZE THAT I AM

SCISSORS ON HIS HEAD

SCCCIIISSSOOORRRRSSSSS ON HIS FUCKING HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Little android man

born without a soul

without that force of reason

the scissors took control.

Little android man

born without a heart

if he's in your vicinity he'll cut you apart!

Here he comes

bring it down

it's just a game

Don't look back

he's right behind

and here's my piece of mind.

(cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut)

little android man,

born without a soul

without the voice of reason

the scissors took control!

little android man,

born without a heart

if hes in your vicinity

he'll cut you apart.

Counting it down until your death counts on his fingers..

1 2 3 4

LITTLE ANDROID MAN

NEVER- NEVER - NEVER TRUST

A LITTLE ANDROID MAN

HE'LL CUT CUT CUT CUT

jeez, I love the power glove. It's so bad...