Flying Houses

Berserker and berserker and best get out-o-town best move on
Best run the hell away from all this insanely dangerous commotion baby

A tornado is no friend of mine, a tornado is no buddy
Dancin' rage in a locomotion spillin' precious bodily lotion
Checkin' out the flyin' houses shit directly in my trousers
Cuttin' up a la king-size deathblows
Blastin' folks straight through windows

Dangerous, dangerouser, curiouser and curiouser
I don't know what to do I don't know what to do
Layin' in the broken pieces pickin' up a few diseases
Given up hope of survival waitin' for old death's arrival

Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?
Who will laugh last?