Mr Killjoy Lyrics

Mr Killjoy lyrics

Your shindig's kinda boring 

Shall I spike the punch with cyanide? 

I gotta warn you - You'll need a coroner tonite 



If you see me, better flee me 

If you hear me, better fear me

I help you from the fryer into the fire 



Nananananah - Calling Mr. Killjoy 

I'm the death of every party 

Nananananah - Calling Mr. Killjoy 

And I don't care if you don't like me 



I'm here to fix your troubles 

Rude force applied with some finess 

When people are the problem 

My hatchet always works the best (Oh, yes it will) 



I made you suffer and that doesn't feel right 

I thought my knife would snuff you out like a light 

How rude of me, a quick be-heading will end your fright