Kabaret Lyrics

Helluva steht undt denken an hvordan hun kan finne ney undersåtter som kan hente vann
The last one that she had died in a freakish accident, sie setzen sich an er wenn er fragt "Wo ist deine fornuft?"
Jævelen han våget å insinuere frekt at hun var for stor for sin egen dør og aldri kunne dra vekk
Den frekke faen foreslo å spise nibdre mat, she flattened him and ate him fikk han servert på ett fat

Goddamn und ficken skitt she is still pissed off!
Om hun kunne kill him again she would live it in her heart
She will töten er o igjen in fact she found him tasty Hun grynter mens hun tenker fordi hun syns det er stress, when she can stick to hitting things da er hun i sitt ess
Sie will töten alt og alle in fact she will eat everyone

Rasende og sinna setter Helluva i et brøl, all denne tankevirsomhet nå skal hun lage søl
With her club in her hand, she strikes out towards the nearest servant
Slaget lander fint og flott på tjeneren sin topp, instant soup it makes of hi og Helluva slurper opp
Happy for some soup she briefly forgets to be angry

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