Your shindig's kinda boring
Shall I strike the punch with cianede
I gotta warn you
You'll need a coroner tonightIf you see me, better flee me
If you hear me, better fear me
I'll help you from the fryer
Into the fireNa, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
I'm the death of every party
Na, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don't care if you don't like me, no!Though I'm here to fix your troubles
Brute force applied with some finesse
Oh, when people are the problem
My hatchet always works the best (oh, yes it will)If you see me, better flee me
If you hear me, better fear me
I'll help you from the fryer
Into the fire
Na, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
I'm the death of every party
Na, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don't care if you don't like me, no!I made you suffer and it doesn't feel right
I thought my knife would snuff you out like a light
How rude of me
A quick beheading will end your frightNa, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
I'm the death of every party
Na, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don't care if you don't like me, no!Na, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
I'm the death of every party
Na, na na na na
Calling Mr. Killjoy
And I don't care if you don't like me, no!
Songwriters
PUTAANSUU, TOMI PETTERI / SYDANMAA, JUSSI ANTERO / LIPP, TRACY / ASTALA, SAMPSA PETTERI / PEISA, LEENA MARIA / HURME, NIKO ARTOPublished by
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