Bloody Mess Intro lyrics

GG's words are in regular text. Those spoken by Bloody Mess are in boldface.

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[Track opens with random conversations in the audience and guitarist tuning up. Female audience member: "That guy has, like, no smell".]

You f*ckin' think you know what the f*ck you're saying? Well, just [?], you c*cksucker, son of a b*tch! I'll f*cking kill your ass! I'll f*cking kill you!

[More crowd noise; guitarist continues to tune up. Male audience member: "Tastes like jizz!"]

All right! I'll suck that c*ck after.

[More random crowd conversations. Female audience member: "I don't know!"]

Bloody Mess! My opening act on my U.S. tour.

[More crowd noise and guitar tuning]

And he can't wait! He can't wait for [?]

[More random cheering and audience conversations. Male audience member: "I don't want to get hurt".]

Hey! Get these out of here.

[shout from audience: "f*ck you!"]
[guitarist continues to tune up]

I wanna f*ck your brains out, Madison, Wisconsin!

[cheers]

Hold on just a minute. All you people outside that can't get in, just come on up to the window a little bit, 'cause we'll be out there pulling our pants down for you, too.

[guitarist continues to tune up; cheers from audience]

[GG says something slurred and indistinct]

[more random audience noise]

Bloody's going outside to do a [?] show. What a guy! That's my twin brother.

[more audience noise, audience conversations and random cheers]

Lemonade's f*ckin' up up here, but wе don't give a f*ck, right?

[audience member says something like "Hey, are you a stalker?"]

f*ckin' right! Want to stalk my f*ckin' c*ck?

[more audience noise; guitar feedback]
My c*ckbroker.

[more audience and guitar noise]

But evеrything's always f*cking up, y'know?

[guitarist tuning up]

And this is the, uh, Madison Wisconsin Sc*mfucs.

[guitarist playing random stuff while the audience cheers]

Aaaaaaagggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!

Oh, my f*ckin'...

[guitarist playing random stuff while the audience continues to converse amongst themselves]

How many young girls out there tonight? I know most of 'em are outside here. There's a few in here, right? How many young girls are there? Are there any girls in here that want to get raped?

[Male audience member: "I do!"]

Huh, or f*cked? I know [?] does.

[more audience and guitar noise]
Huh?

[more random audience noise and guitar feedback]

I wanna f*ck your brains out!