"How To Not Write a Slayer Song" lyrics
(feat. Watt White)
I've never journeyed through the heart of darkness
I guess I'm not a heavy metal maniac, in fact
If you wanted to know how to write a thrash metal anthem
You'd be better off just texting Kerry King and ask him
I see this life, through rose-tinted glasses
I wouldn't know where to begin to kick the asses
Of the head-banging masses
But I could tell you, how not to write a Slayer song
You'd sing about
Bunnies, kitties, lemonade
I guess we'll just get sundaes
Strolling by a park or lake and skating hand in hand
Mini golfing, BFF's
Selfies, naps and Taylor Swift
And helping with the elderly when they can't cross the street
That's how not to
That's how not to
That's how not to
Write a Slayer song
When it comes to old school rap my knowledge is extensive
My cartoon album art is merely shocking or offensive
I don't rhyme about the Holocaust or even 9/11
It's Operation Dreadful Smiles, cause every time you mention
The big four?
I'm like "You mean the Ninja Turtles?"
But Gary Holt's from Richmond, and Oakland's close from shriveled
Go shopping at Amoeba, and maybe he'll explain
How not to write, a Slayer song
Don't sing about
Table fights or pantyhose
Miley Cyrus, pizza rolls
Pictures, grifters, puppies, stickers, Frozen LET IT GO!
Teeny tiny takeout snacks
My Little Pony, Beresford
Donating your time to charity to find help for kids
That's how not to
That's how not to
That's how not to
Write a Slayer song
Wow! I guess I do know how to write a Slayer song!
I would write about hayrides and Snuggies!
Charleston Shoes and emoticons!
Austin Mahone!
It's all sounding so very sweet!
Almost, sickeningly sweet
Imagine drowning in a vat of honey
Being suffocated by teddy bears
Or being snuggled to death?
To death!?
Oh wow, I think I do know how to write a slayer song
It's been inside of me all along
Pink, is the new black
I guess I'm not a heavy metal maniac, in fact
If you wanted to know how to write a thrash metal anthem
You'd be better off just texting Kerry King and ask him
I see this life, through rose-tinted glasses
I wouldn't know where to begin to kick the asses
Of the head-banging masses
But I could tell you, how not to write a Slayer song
You'd sing about
Bunnies, kitties, lemonade
I guess we'll just get sundaes
Strolling by a park or lake and skating hand in hand
Mini golfing, BFF's
Selfies, naps and Taylor Swift
And helping with the elderly when they can't cross the street
That's how not to
That's how not to
That's how not to
Write a Slayer song
When it comes to old school rap my knowledge is extensive
My cartoon album art is merely shocking or offensive
I don't rhyme about the Holocaust or even 9/11
It's Operation Dreadful Smiles, cause every time you mention
The big four?
I'm like "You mean the Ninja Turtles?"
But Gary Holt's from Richmond, and Oakland's close from shriveled
Go shopping at Amoeba, and maybe he'll explain
How not to write, a Slayer song
Don't sing about
Table fights or pantyhose
Miley Cyrus, pizza rolls
Pictures, grifters, puppies, stickers, Frozen LET IT GO!
Teeny tiny takeout snacks
My Little Pony, Beresford
Donating your time to charity to find help for kids
That's how not to
That's how not to
That's how not to
Write a Slayer song
Wow! I guess I do know how to write a Slayer song!
I would write about hayrides and Snuggies!
Charleston Shoes and emoticons!
Austin Mahone!
It's all sounding so very sweet!
Almost, sickeningly sweet
Imagine drowning in a vat of honey
Being suffocated by teddy bears
Or being snuggled to death?
To death!?
Oh wow, I think I do know how to write a slayer song
It's been inside of me all along
Pink, is the new black
