Alice Cooper - Chop, Chop, Chop


Some people call me the creeper 
'Cause they don't know my name or face 
I got 'em running in circles 
Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace 
I'm a lonely hunter 
City full of game 
Walkin' in the neon lights 

Chop, chop, chop - engine of destruction 
Chop, chop, chop - a perfect killing machine 
Chop, chop, chop - it's a symbiotic function 
Chop, chop, chop - I keep the city so clean 
Chop, chop, chop 

Some people call me the Ripper 
Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen 
She's just a celluloid stripper 
Just another bloody player in my splatter-filled dream 
Women on the streets 
Want money when we meet 
I take them for a little ride 

Chop, chop, chop - I'm an engine of destruction 
Chop, chop, chop - a perfect killing machine 
Chop, chop, chop - it's a symbiotic function 
Chop, chop, chop - I keep the city so clean 
Chop, chop, chop 

She was standing on the corner with her bright red lips 
Her face was so white and pale 
So pale 
She had a black leather skirt that was tight to her hips 
And an anklet with a name 
It spelled M-A-R-Y...Gail! 
Gail 
Gail 
Gail 
Gail 
Gail 
Gail...
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