Knife in the Back - Twisted Sister

Come inside

Take A seat or A ride

We’re so glad that you’re here

Now come on

Have A drink of some coke

Gasoline or some rope

A guillotine?

Are you gone?

Don’t turn around

Ignore that sound

Just lie on this rack

Are you starting to crack?

I need this like A knife in the back

I need this like A knife in the back

Hey, my man

Can you feel, can you stand?

That’s A shame, really sad

Do you want some more?

Like to help if I could

But I don’t think I should

I don’t care

Shall I pour?

Just lay right here

Nothing to fear

All that you lack

Will start fading to black

I need this like A knife in the back

I need this like A knife in the back

Ain’t it sad

That he’s dead?

Was it something we said?

Such A drag

What could we do?

He was an ass

Always smelling of gas

Not at all one of us

The chosen few

He turned around

And heard the sound

Those with the knack

Get to run with the pack

I need this like A knife in the back

I need this like A knife in the back

I need this

I need this

I need this like A knife in the back