dead girl superstar

well, she threw downtown on a gambling green, and fenced a chicken dog in a movie, a long haired baby got a record machine, like a hacksaw falling on me, go, go, go, go, dying to go, she's moving in like a demon, dead girl, dead girl, well, she blew uptown on a cemetery sound, and wore her leather pants for week, yeah, a canteen butcher got tiger teeth, and a handmade circus freak, yeah, go, go, go, go, dying to go, she moving in like a demon, dead girl, dead girl superstar, well, she hit the ground like a bounty killer clown, with a fistful of dollars to eat, yeah, i see her there with blood in her hair, and a flesh killing brat to beat, yeah