Head on the shelf

You've got the blood
I think I wanna sink my fangs
Forget the pleasure
Cause I wanna feel the pain
So if you ask me
I'll tell you what I think
The world is a pig pen
And I think it fucking stinks

So if you want it
Go get it yourself
Just screw off your head
Put it on the shelf

Yeah, we don't care
The world is going soon
Just get aboard the rocket
Headed for the moon