So you can sing along, her's the words to our new hit... Let’s Kill the Cranberries

Let’s kill the Cranberries Make sure they’re dead The only thing I’d "let linger" Is a shit on they’re head I’m tired of sitting here starving While those talent less bastards get rich Let’s buy a gun and have some fun And kill that Irish bitch Let’s kill the Cranberries Make sure they’re dead Let’s kill the Cranberries Take a shit on their head To plot a multiple homicide May sound a bit deranged They’re singing’ about being "zombies" So I’m having that arranged The music continues to suck The sales continue to soar Let’s gas those mick bastards And their slack whore Let’s kill the Cranberries Make sure they’re dead Let’s kill the Cranberries Take a shit on their head Here’s an "ode to your and your family" I call it parricide It’s by my favorite band Pestilence (cheesy metal band) And our revenge won’t be denied For all that useless bullshit On the radio every day Say bye to Mom cause I’ve got a mail bomb That will blow you sorry asses away Let’s kill the Cranberries Make sure they’re dead Let’s kill the Cranberries

Take a shit on their head

(Note: If there are any PC wieners that read this and consider some of remarks about Irish people to be racist; I cordially invite you to go fuck yourself. The guy who wrote this is also Irish. Go out and buy yourself a sense of humor, pleeaassse!)

This song is available from We Sold Our Souls for Wet Sloppy Holes!!

C Dick Delicious 1998