I was born in a dump truck, toxic waste in the trunk
Mama left and I didn't care, tentacles will comb my hair
Now I'm livin' in a monster maze, a junkyard full of graves
Hobos grow out of things, at night the mutants sing

Toxic revenge! Toxic revenge! Toxic revenge! Toxic revenge!

Someday I'll get revenge, papa works as a repo man
When he's sleeping in his van, I'll grab him with a six-toed hand
Take him to a little place I know
Where the cops die and the eyeballs grow
Lost in a dump truck maze, a new life as a junkyard slave


Toxic revenge! Toxic revenge! Toxic revenge! Toxic revenge!
1-2-3-4 creeping your back door, 5-6-7-8 +10 to my magic trait!


Lyrics submitted by springbreak1994

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