Letra de Mary Bell

Girls and boys come out to play Girls and boys come out to play M-A-R-Y B-E-L-L go to hell, hell Play a game you’re too young to spell His little hands, his little fists He has no one, he won't be missed It's fun you see, but anyway We all will die, somehow, someday But boys don't cry and girls don't kill But I’m like her and yes, I will I know his dad just wants to see It’s M like Mary, it’s M like Me Girls and boys come out to play I like hurting little things that can't fight back Girls and boys come out to play I pushed up his lungs and squeezed his neck La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la I will be back to kill this one Shut your mouth, don't tell no one I'll make you beg, I'll make you bleed And then you'll rest under the weeds Girls and boys come out to play I like hurting little things that can't fight back Girls and boys come out to play I pushed up his lungs and squeezed his neck M-A-R-Y B-E-L-L go to hell, hell I pushed up his lungs and squeezed his neck La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la La la la la la