Alice Cooper - Chop, Chop, Chop Lyrics
Some people call me the Creeper'Cuz they don't know my name or faceI got 'em running in circlesBecause a homicidal genius never leaves a traceI'm a lonely hunterCity full of gameWalkin' in the neon lightsChop, chop, chop, engine of destructionChop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machineChop, chop, chop, it's a symbiotic functionChop, chop, chop, I keep the city so cleanChop, chop, chopSome people call me the RipperStole my modus operandi from the movie screenShe's just a celluloid stripperJust another bloody player in my splatter-filled dreamWomen on the streetsWant money when we meetI take them for a little rideChop, chop, chop, engine of destructionChop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machineChop, chop, chop, it's symbiotic functionChop, chop, chop, I keep the city so cleanChop, chop, chopShe was standing on the cornerWith her bright red lipsHer face was so white and pale (so pale)She had a black leather skirtThat was tight to her hipsAnd an anklet with a nameIt spelled M A R Y..... GailGail Gail Gail GailGail Gail Gail Gail
