Story Behind the Song
This song came to me in a drug induced catolepsy.
Lyrics
VERSE 1:
Dr. Doom had a slew of evil thoughts,
He had the hands he had the feet,
But a pair of eyes he sought,
So he ripped 'em out of his skull,
Threw 'em in a pot,
Mixed 'em all together,
And this is what he got,
He got a pork o'pied slanty eyed,
Mechanic abhoration,
The evilist motherfucker this side of
Damnation,
A drill on his head so he bores into the ground,
If the crowd is screaming "CHINKY!!!",
You best not stick around,
VERSE 2:
Something starts to rumble in the ground beneath their feet,
Something's breaking through the pavement in the street,
Something's gonna happen that'll strike a nerve in ya,
beacuse Chinky's above ground in suburbia,
BRIDGE:
Chinky lives and he's raising hell,
Those who see won't live to tell,
A block head with a twisted mind,
A rude boy of a different kind.
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