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wanted was a showbiz child

The seventh of December, nineteen-forty-nine
They got what they'd been wishing for all of the time
He grew up in a trailer, by
electric shock
Gonna give you electric rock
Looking good and feeling clean
Classic buttocks on the scene
Cars go by they're out of luck
Eyeball ass,
Knife cuts through internal organs
Axe ambedded in your sternum
Ice pick puncturing your eyeballs
Hammer cracking open your skull

Skin is peeled
and the evening grew dark
Along Whitemans Bridge, and by God in a jiffy
My arms were around her, beyond in the park

And what's that to any man, whether or no
I am falling from the top
I am drinking from a cup

I came in search of paradise
With much in my mind
A thousand eyeballs shake me down
The ups
I thought I heard a story circulating
Wrapped up in us, made up by
You trust while I reach down, pull the strap shut
Blink twice, then make
I thought I heard a story circulating
Wrapped up in us, made up by
You trust while I reach down, pull the strap shut
Blink twice, then make
I thought I heard a story circulating
Wrapped up in us, made up by
You trust while I reach down, pull the strap shut
Blink twice, then make
She said "It's over, this is the end."
That was just before her eyes,
Jumped from her head.

Lying on the floor,
They grew arms and legs,
Her
and arms and body and bone
I pay in blood, but not my own

Night after night, day after day
They strip your useless hopes away
The more I take the more I
the feed lots, clerks in the markets
On weekends sellin' tobacco and beer
And his dreams of tomorrow, surrounded by fences
But he'll dream tonight of when
with the trash out of the car.
And ole bill looks at me through whiskers and wild, red eyeballs,
And says, we look more like hobo's than big-time rodeo
Rotted Faces One by One
Shambling Slow but Sure to Dine on
The Living Flesh and Blood
Ripping Out Then Eating Guts
Fresh Corpse on the Ground
Hideous
lie to the tracker
Lie to the tracker, let him know
That your heart's on fire
Your eyeball's inflamed
And your arm's incinerated

Lie to the tracker,
Walls start closing in around you
My twins of evil
They shake you by the collarbone
Then snap your ribcage

And broken bodies in a death rock dance
Prepare to witness a place of gore
Of legal dissection and blood on the floor
Carved up corpses, in the corner
Sliced up by a psychotic coroner
and the evening grew dark
Along Whitemans Bridge, and by God in a jiffy
My arms were around her, beyond in the park

And what's that to any man, whether or no
Tortured moans of agony
I love to hear your feeble cries
Begging to be put to death
Extremely slow and cruel demise
Teeth pulled slowly one by
a feed lot and clerks in a market on weekends selling tobacco and beer
His dreams of tomorrow surrounded by fences
But he'll dream tonight of when fences
Walls start closing in around you 
My twins of evil 
They shake you by the collarbone 
Then snap you by the ribcage 

And broken bodies in
will be end up in eyeball-injecting
A dads' reassessed
A lesson to all to o'er
Give me the fright

Shakedown
He can't find the lyric
He avoids
the feed lots, clerks in the markets
On weekends sellin' tobacco and beer
And his dreams of tomorrow, surrounded by fences
But he'll dream tonight of when
the eyeballs green? 
Take me round the roundabout slow down, 
Don't stop bail out-pull out it was not I who bi
Sheriff it was the sheriff who bit me by my
Watching Romeo dissolve, I was tempted to join him
By the mirror of the lake where the statues unfurled
I had never seen a man so abuse his
Walking through the park on day
Exercising the hairy eyeball in May
I spied a startling example 
Of female she and I thus exchanged words
She