Cold Heart Mother Son - Mustasch

Guess who says I’m murder one

It’s a cold heart mother devil’s son

I’m going to drive this huckster out of town

Satan’s finally falling down

Bitch

S.O.S.

I’m in need of love

Or have you lost your transfer to above

Don’t want to see your ugly face no more

Creep before the rich and hate the poor

Dance little devil while you still around

Soon you’ll leave this holy ground

Cold heart mother son

That’s what you’ve become

I’ll crush your temples to the ground

I will not leave one stone upon

I’m going to drive them hucksters out of town

Satan’s leaving holy ground

Dance little devil while you still around

Soon you’ll see you’re falling down

Cold heart mother son

That’s what you’ve become

S.O.S.

I’m in need of love

Guess who is the devil’s son

Well we don’t need you more, murder one

Transmission’s lost, your god is gone

Cold heart mother son

That’s what you’ve become