play, relax, enjoy 'cos we're frying tonight again
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it's raw, unclean, uncut and it's all for the art of pain
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just make-up there the effects and the movies that twist the brain
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my TV screen is dripping red, with gates of hell and evil dead
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I cannot wait to see it up close so slice away and go for gross again
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CHORUS:
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it's splattermania, it's extra censored thrills
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it's splattermania, it's zoom in on the kill
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it's splattermania, I know you think I'm ill
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but if you hold on tight and don't be shy
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we're drilling brains and pulling eyes
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it isn't real, the nation ain't in danger
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it's only splattermania
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Lucio, you're back, how we missed you when you were gone
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oh now it's time to splat like you did in the full beyond
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c-c-c-counting down the sickest ways to slice and dice your teenage brain
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in trauma-ville the violence mounts to multiply the body count again
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CHORUS
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splattermania, splattermania, SPLATTERMANIA-yeh-yeh
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high rolling
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mmm...
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'cos everyone's looking for someone to blame
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censorship rules, still the problem remains
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(you) watch with your eyes closed and still you complain
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'til no-one has an independent thought in their brain
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and it's always the same
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CHORUS
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splattermania, splattermania
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Splattermania
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The Wildhearts |