Baby Eyes

Go go go

Year of the rat last of the litter

Somebody shot the babysitter

They say my middle name is "Danger"

The guy you keep away from strangers

I’m singing woah oh oh oh oh

I’m out of control

Oh baby, when I see your pretty face

I say woah oh oh oh oh

God rest your fucking soul

'Cause baby, baby I was born to kill

I pulled the trigger from the shooting stars

I am the motor in your crashing car

I am the Cherub in the arab spring

I the bullet in your magazine

I’m singing woah oh oh oh oh

I’m out of control

Oh baby, when I see your pretty face

I said oh oh oh oh oh

God rest your fucking soul

'Cause baby, baby eyes

'Cause baby, baby eyes

'Cause baby, baby I was born to… kill