Chords for Buffalo Bill

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_ _ Hypnotism, let the slip up to my lips, son.
So much on my hands, I got to give my kids a fist bump.
Christopher Reeves, swimming in my swim trunks.
Mr.
Cummings, what he said to me in Vincent.
Women skinning him and cutting him up in chunks.
In comes the woman with copper-watter skin.
Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill.
Skin, I love him, and so I'm up in those gills.
Up in those gills, up, up in those gills.
Man, you don't want to go up in those gills.
Up in those gills, up, up in those gills.
You better beware, say, Claire Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, B-B-Buffalo Bill.
Always, you can see him lurking in the hallway.
Caucuses of caucasian females in his raw space.
How the hell did he fit them all in such a small plate?
Hide them in the wall, well, how long would the drywall take?
Well, fuck it, then, I got nothing but time.
Always, until it dries for the moment, I guess they're all safe.
After I sanded and buffered, I guess they're all paint.
My tinsel's out, I guess my regular saw ain't.
Now here I come again, damn stomach rumbling.
You can even hear the evil spirits coming from within.
Someone's in the back of my damn house from a jinn.
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin.
Fin on the hunt again, when will it ever end?
Evelyn, why you trying to fight?
You will never win.
Severing legs, arms, damn, there goes another limb.
Hold the lever, then trapdoor, death is evident.
Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Skin I'm of him, so I'm up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
You better be waiting, stay clear, Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Now what you know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothing so chill, fucking royal, you better fucking hold still.
Mixing on the bath lotion in the bucket, don't spill.
Cut them, gut them, and just get the stuff in those girls.
Man, I think she had enough of those hills.
Sedate her, then I'll wait, I'll come back later, just to clutch her nose still.
Blade baby, when I clutch her, don't squeal.
I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you.
I keep hearing voices like, wouldn't you like to go and get your butch tonight?
You push it right through her while you're pushing, she's kabob skewers into a barbecue.
What'd you do to her?
What you usually do to a girl whose skin's newer?
In a world of sin, you are, this is turning into a tournament tournament of sorts.
Christmas corner, then you are.
I'll be short again, so ya, till there's no more skin, so ya.
Booyah, who ya think you're fucking with?
Not because here he comes again.
Once again, they call me Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Skin them up, hem them so, I'm up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
Man, you don't want to know up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
You better be well, stay clear, Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buffalo Bill. _ _ _ _ _ _
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