My name is sans.
But to you it is don.
Call me by name.
Boy that would be real wrong.
Shame it would be.
To put you in the ground.
do what I say.
Maybe stick around here.Let me tell you.
How it works around here.
No one plays nice.
It's all bout guns and beer.
Don't you join us.
Without consequences.
So stick em up.
Let's see what your made of.Bullets for air.
Glass instead of pavment.
Walls made of tears.
Don't forget your payment.
Life here is tough.
But bullets are tougher.
Don't be like mom.
Be more like your father.Shooting and death.
All throughout snowdin town.
It isn't the best.
But we get around it.
See those guys there.
They don't talk nice bout me.
So take this knife.
Go over,
give em a-Treat yourself once in a while.
Don't forget to go buy at grillbys.
He will greet you with a smile.
Sometimes an m-16!Don't forget to pay your tab.
We monsters are not the type to be.
Swindled for a jingles for a coin and for a nickel.
cause we always get you back.Chara is the boss she got it figured out.
Then theirs azzy and his daddy who have always got her needy little old back.Then theirs me and paps
and at the bottom you.
And all the other monsters down here too.That's the basics down I think your ready kid.
Walked out into the street with your hopes up and you already got hit..Maybe pay attention next time we have a talk.
Now of you pop, you'll be safe I'm pretty sure.We, are not good guys..
people run and hide...But we don't mind,
If you get shot in the,
Leg or the eye,
Bandges are just fine,
Bruise or a cut,
Viniger in that wound,
Its all bout luck,
Let's hope It don't hurt!Trigger finger ready,
Started to aim,
This ain't a joke,
This is not a game,Now that you know.
Let's cut the crap
We're not friends.
And I easily snap.