'cause there's tons of guys a-moping 'bout the work day
Dimes by the dozens, their song weighs a thousand pounds
But there's nothing like a lady with buzz saw!
I just might build your house but I just might tear it down

With mud on my boots and blood on my jeans
I'll take those pretty dresses tear them at the seams
Roll me through the gates of hell, oh please
And I'll be back in your daughter's dreams

- Mischief Brew, "Roll Me Through the Gates of Hell"