Have I ever mentioned Stiches' ability to sing while committing mass murder? I imagine that the first time she faces a bunch of mooks, she'll butcher them to something from Sweeney Todd... :twisted:
With modified lyrics of course.
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...
They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, soldier-boy, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Little guy, there are two kinds of folks and only two
There's the one they put in her proper place
And the one with her foot in the other one's face
Look at me, soldier-boy, look at you.
Now we all deserve to die
Tell you why, lil' roach, tell you why.
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.
And I'll never lie at peace
No I'll never feel the wind - finished!
(shouted) Alright! You sir, you sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Stiches.
You sir, you sir? Welcome to the grave.
I will have vengenance.
I will have salvation.
(shouted) Who sir, you sir?
No one in the grave, come on! Come on!
Stiches' waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir - anybody.
Gentlemen don't be shy!
Not one man, no, no ten men.
Not a hundred can assuage me -
I will have you!
And I will get them back even as they gloat
In the meantime I'll practice on dishonorable throats.
And my life lies in ashes
And I'll never feel the wind again.
But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy!
With modified lyrics of course.
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...
They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, soldier-boy, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Little guy, there are two kinds of folks and only two
There's the one they put in her proper place
And the one with her foot in the other one's face
Look at me, soldier-boy, look at you.
Now we all deserve to die
Tell you why, lil' roach, tell you why.
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.
And I'll never lie at peace
No I'll never feel the wind - finished!
(shouted) Alright! You sir, you sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Stiches.
You sir, you sir? Welcome to the grave.
I will have vengenance.
I will have salvation.
(shouted) Who sir, you sir?
No one in the grave, come on! Come on!
Stiches' waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir - anybody.
Gentlemen don't be shy!
Not one man, no, no ten men.
Not a hundred can assuage me -
I will have you!
And I will get them back even as they gloat
In the meantime I'll practice on dishonorable throats.
And my life lies in ashes
And I'll never feel the wind again.
But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy!