You've been holding fire while I'm inside the gun Someone here's a liar but that stuff's been dealt with I've been biting my lip you've been grinding your teeth I've been sucking my tongue you've been breaking off pieces Of yourself and feeding them to me The ground is being ripped by an army of moles I have been given a tip that they're taking the whole world over But you hide under cannibal sheets and saying it's eating you up Their tiny little teeth have never been enough for your taste Well I was playing drums in a psychedelic band 'till the singer got hip-hop The bassist was damned to hell the only thing we did that you could understand Was a song about a gun pointing at a man with the head of a mole and beaks instead of eyes Someone here's a liar but that stuff has been dealt with, oh ho Twelve eyes of evil fixed on you blades chopping your body, boy What you gonna do? 'Cause the devils gotta eat when he's up to his tricks One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six Nobody's dying, no one goes to heaven Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil Twelve eyes of evil fixed on you, blades chopping your body boy What you gonna do? 'Cause the devils gotta eat when he's up to his tricks One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six Nobody's dying, no one goes to heaven Five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil Twelve eyes of evil, twelve eyes of evil Six, six, six, six..