Karaoké A Million Gruesome Ways to Die Billie Bust Up (Black Gryph0n)

Ooh hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo

Now where do you think you're going

The party is this way

And trust me

It's to die for

Hoo hoo hoo hoo ha ha ha ha ha

I know we'll be the best of friends so there's no need to run

The sooner you'll get dead the sooner you can join the fun

No need to fear for I am here

Your mortal form will disappear

Now should we use this rusty knife or acid water gun

Hoo hoo hoo hoo ha ha ha

There's a million gruesome ways to die

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Oh why resist when the party's just begun

You'll be having so much fun

There's a million gruesome ways to die

Why stay alive

Sure your death

And I'm sure your death will be second to none will be second to none

Ha ha ha ah ha ha

Dynamite is quick but it makes a lot of mess

And flattened by a cow is just embarrassing at best

But baked into a yummy cake

Though drowning in a lobster tank

Or dropped into a pit of snakes might hurt a little less

There's a million gruesome ways to die

How 'bout impaled upon a spike

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Oh why resist when the party's just begun

Maybe something on a bike

There's a million gruesome ways to die

We could bury you alive

We're sure your death

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

We're sure your death will be second to none will be second to none

We could put you in a cage with a hungry alligator

Drop you in a volcano with an active crater

What about ten thousand volts of electricity or try a death by Shakespeare in a tragicomedy

Tragicomedy

Trampled by an elephant or turned to goat meat stew or try to fight a dragon armed with nothing but a shoe

We could do a mummy's curse

Or turned into a stuffie

We'll put you in a fancy hearse

Now that's something we can do

There's a million gruesome ways to die

There's a million gruesome ways to die

I thought I'd try the guillotine

Oh why resist when the party's just begun

Oh why resist when the party's just begun

I danced so hard I broke my spleen

There's a million gruesome ways to die

There's a million gruesome ways to die

There must be something we can try

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

We're sure your death will be second to none

Maybe you can choke upon a grape

To die

Put you in a blender and frappe

To die

Maybe we can find an angry mob

And die

Tie you on a stake and cook you up like a kabob

Die

To die

Smothered by a pillow in your bed

To die

A gluten overdose from too much bread

To die

Then you can join the party 'cos you're dead

I'm sure your death will be second to

Oh oh

Mister Reaper's beckoning you

Sure your death will be

Sure your death will be second to none second to none

Hoo hoo hoo hoo ha ha ha ha ha