My Blood Tastes Better

D                   C 
Don‘t bite the hand, 
G       B      D 
The hand that feeds 
            F     C 
Gonna bite yours, 
 G                A 
Yours - till it bleeds! 
 
   F                C      G 
   My blood tastes better! 
   F                C 
   My blood tastes better! 
     D 
   Than tomato juice, than your orange juice 
   F                C       G 
   My blood tastes better than yours! 
   F                C      A 
   My blood tastes better! 
 
What makes me a bitch? 
I don‘t know... 
I am both: a pimp, 
A pimp and a whore! 
 
   My blood tastes better! 
   My blood tastes better! 
   Don‘t like cars! I wanna kill rock stars! 
   My blood tastes better than yours! 
   My blood tastes better! Your sense of colour makes me wanna puke! 
 
   My blood tastes better! 
   My blood tastes better! 
   They‘re take control against my rock‘n‘roll! 
   My blood tastes better than yours! 
   My blood tastes better!