Bodies lynched from ceiling fans
Their fingers sizzle in frying pans
Midgets skewered on a knights lance
Everyone do the murder dance!!
I’m the maniac breathing hard
Starring at you uncomfortably
On a murder path as you loiter
Right in front of me
Hammers turns Addams Apples to
Addams Apple Sauce
Spread the blood like chicken broth
As the rabies foam begins the froth
My eyes wide my minds lost
This is sewing what you reap
I’ll needle you as a literal member of the cloth