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?


Lyrics submitted by joelm

Flying Houses song meanings
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