Video Teenage Head In My Refrigerator de Alan Jenkins 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alan Jenkins - Teenage Head In My Refrigerator Lyrics

It isn't murder, it's too clean

I use a life support machine

It isn't murder, she isn't dead, I only amputated her head

I was a teenage Frankenstein, teenage blood on my knife

Teenage blood on my knife, a teenage head in my refrigerator

I can bring it back to life

It isn't wrong, it's too clean

I think that physical love is obscene

Who needs hands, who needs a bed? All I needed was her head

What is the purpose of physical love, why can't we keep it pure?

You say sex is the only answer, but I can think of a cure

Teenage head in my refrigerator, but Olive up there isn't dead

I can wake her up and carry on later, while I still have her head
Sha la la la, Sha la la la
Sha la la la, Sha la la la

Sha la la la, Sha la la la
Sha la la la, Sha la la la

Sha la la la, Sha la la la
Sha la la la, Sha la la la

Sha la la la, Sha la la la
Sha la la la, Sha la la la

Sha la la la, Sha la la la
Sha la la la, Sha la la la