The Score

2, 3, 4

I don't wanna know the score

6, 7, 8

How'd they get through the gate

1

was the one that had everyone on the run

5

had their minds and kept everyone alive

Can we get to the number 9

lay back and drink Strawberry Wine

Or even get to 10

and smoke weed again

No matter what the number

a shot to the brain and they fall like lumber

A surgeon gives a labotomy

and then sings praises of deuteronomy

La, la, la

and a fa, la, la, la, la

It begins to all come clear

all around him they chant and cheer

and he's then the only one standing

in his world that's so demanding

counting each head

that he has put to bed

trying to block out the voices

as a result of all his choices

He was Dr. Fulloflove

who spoke as if he was above

An angel in white

sending those into the light

who could not standing to mention

'cause their brains were in detention

2, 3, 4

the numbers on their room door

6, 7, 8

the ones who got their late

missing were 5, 9, and 10

taken as a result of sin

Only 1 stood still

the only one who could kill

and even he wasn't enough

for every movie entailed snuff