Lyrics

Brainz on My Blazer

Ch-chillen on the sofa
chips and a soda
Fraisers almost over
But what’s that odor
Thought I heard a moaner
Over my shoulder
My neighbors gettin bolder
Was about to scold her
She was foaming at the mouth
And talking like Gozer
With those hungry eyes
And a rotten aroma
Good Thing I had my gat
She was gettin closer
Just like a candle
I was about to blow her

Away
Blow her away
Watch out for back spray
You don’t want the brains
On your new blazer
Brains on my blazer
On my new blazer
I don’t want the brains
On my new

I got blood on my penny loafers
Red and grey matter is splattered all over
And now I’m pissed cuz that shit ain’t kosher
Im about to go out and blast more rovers
I got an empty gun cuz I popped five more
Good thing my blazers got room for a sword
Im chopping necks and keeping score
Looking sexy in my Christian Dior

Blazer
my sexy new blazer
No brains on my blazer
Don’t tell my tailor
I kill zombies in my blazer
MY sexy new blazer
No brains on my blazer
I Chop up my neighbors
In my new blazer

I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer
I don’t want no Brains on my blazer