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A long time ago and far, far awaythere was a boy by the name of Billborn and bred in Tennessee& raised in the country hills.They locked him away in the cellar all day;the child never saw the sun.Learned to read by Playgirl magazine,sweet sixteen sick son-of-a-gun.Bill, Queen Bill, with a face that couldgive the Elephant Man the chills;Bill, Queen Bill, you've got to make 'em all pay,'cause nobody else ever will.One hot summer day he was ready to crack;the kid couldn't take it any more...when Daddy brought him his food,Bill knifed him in the back,and left him to rot on the floor.Putting Daddy's 45 up to Mommy's head, he said,"You've got one chance to stay alive:Get the keys to the ragtop Caddy,& show me how to drive."Bill, Queen Bill, with a face that couldSongtextegive the Elephant Man the chills;Bill, Queen Bill, mow 'em all downand show 'em who's King of the Hill.Twenty miles later Mommy's head is a mess,and her baby is dressed to killwith two loaded guns, a hot pink dress,and a maniac iron will.Cruising at 112, he's the man;shotgun aimed down the road.Send as many souls to hell as he can,and swerves to lose Control.Bill, Queen Bill, with a face that couldgive the Elephant Man the chills;Bill, Queen Bill, you've got to make 'em all pay,'cause nobody else ever will.Mow 'em all down & show 'em who's King of the Hill.(or Queen of the Hill... ) Aus Songtexte Mania