| Reject, the king of the nerds
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| Treated like a social disease
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| Cast out, he was a slovenly twerp
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| Heavy Metal was his only release
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| Picked on, he got a beating a day
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| While everybody looked the other way
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| Headcase, living in a fantasy world
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| His nerves were starting to fray
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| Comic books! |
| Vacant looks! |
| Brain sick! |
| Horror flicks!
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| Schools out, and the bullies await
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| Little Billy was gonna get trashed
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| Headlock, and a punch in the gut
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| They tore up his homework and his glasses were smashed
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| Graveyard, Billy ran there to hide
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| And he fell into the tunnels below
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| Darkness, and then a light from the void
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| For eons in slumber, the skull, now, aglow
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| Mutate! |
| To Mutilate! |
| Transform! |
| Gore Boar!
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| Muscles ripping through his clothes
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| A snout where there was once a nose
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| Wiry matted hair
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| Studded denim outerwear
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| Beware!!!
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| They begged for their lives when they saw him
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| He made them beg him some more
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| He cut off their heads and he tore them to shreds
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| On the Satanic night of the bloodthirsty boar
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| Watch out! |
| He’s the Mutant Mutilator!
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| Cry out! |
| He’s the Mutant Mutilator!
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| Mutated were-boar berserker
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| The rampaging hell-beast attacks
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| His foes are left mangled and bloody
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| By hoof and by fist and by tusk and by axe!
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| Watch out! |
| He’s the Mutant Mutilator!
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| Cry out! |
| He’s the Mutant Mutilator!
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| Scream out! |
| He’s the Mutant Mutilator!
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| Daybreak, and the nerd was awake
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| I guess it must have been a dream
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| Bloodcaked, he staggered out of his bed
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| Looked in the mirror and he let out a scream
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| Death’s head was lying on his bed
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| And it was oozing ectoplasmic goo
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| No choice, to the Curio shoppe
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| Old Mr. Fang yeah he’ll know what to do |