Letra de Murder Company (Henry Lee Lucas)

A hardened predeator - wicked tag team
They drifted across the south
Born to be lose & live to be killed
I had nothing but pure hatred!
Killing someone is just walking outdoors
Three hundred murder through out the land
Creepy male hooker - sexual abuser
Necrophilia - two of A kind
Fed up with " CHRIST "
Three hundred murder
Again they set out on the road
One eyed killer
And male prostitute
Again they set out on the road... Again