Carcass - Genital Grinder lyrics

Raised in the fields in the back of beyond,

hauled into position as a prodigal son.

I was not Abel - I was a Cain;

the kind you find a use for every now and again.

I can't abide what things have become,

they think that you're simple, they think that I'm dumb

You want to know one thing I advise?

Shoot when you see the whites of their eyes.

They'll come to you in the perfect disguise

clock you too late, with a squeal of surprise

shoot when you see the whites, the whites of their eyes.

The wolf-child smiles in the shallowest dreams

and you don't know just what it means

Hey diddle diddle, what on earth can it be?

You ain't going to get any answers from me