Pick up the pace
Link up the lace
Drink up to the sad face
And a dead man pulls out an ace
Brain dead or should I say cocaine head
Goes out to play in the rain; feign dead
Crazy as they come; hazy as the glum of the storm
The hum of the horn; the sum of the sworn
Eyes like hypnotic clocks; psychotic tick tocks
His minds sealed with locks; covered in rocks
His hairs burned off his scalp; he yells with a yalp
Hearts pumping Palpatations; undead operations
Hes frankenstein risen from the dead
But hes captive in the prison in his head
A prism full of red; after all his heart had said
So much had he bled; jealousy's rose out of bed
Arisen from a tomb in a graveyard
He craves hard for the blood of a brave bard
Who stole his girl away with a grave tune
And hes back to take take her to his grave soon
So he gets up; his crackling bones crack like the kraken's moans
He's cracking stones as he faces the street
His face is a freak; nut-case on the beat
A rat race on his feet; his victims house a retreat
And he goes forward with his ill will
To get his fill and bore and drill
Till he gots no one else to kill
No else to set still; he's up the hill
With his bony knuckles he knocks the door
Unlocks the war within him and cocks his .44
Rocks the core of the jock on the floor
In a box is the whore with locks like before
He's wide-eyed, this was the moment he was waiting for
Anticipating more he breaks down the lady's core
Her boy's aching sore in the face like a canker sore
Like a cranky boar he yelps as the rancor soars
He looks her in the eyes; pulls out his heart
Like a horror film he rips it apart
Into a blaze he tips in a part
And he starts to put the other part into her heart
He laughs like a loon when she screams
Hes dreamed of this; the blood steams
The gut streams and the slut screams
The blood gleams on the cut seams
Alas shes quiet and her hearts in two
Been through some surgery and now its new
Half in a zoo and half stuck to his; now its blue
With a new heart he can rest anew; yes its true
And she awoken drowned; with a broken crown
Like some coke and clown got the better of her cloak and gown
Now shes broken down and she wrote to town
Shes got the emote to frown; to croak and drown
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