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Challenged by few, rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun

This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
ever had 
Sweet potato pie
Don't want pumpkin again, 
No, they don't want

'Cause it don't taste right, no
Look-a-here city boy with your 
Silks
We took the Porsche down to Tiger Bay
Drank the pubs dry where bands used to play in their heyday
I ran amok in the luxury blocks
Smashing windows
I felt just like my aold bony self again
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
That's right, I am the Pumpkin King, ha, ha, ha

And I just can't wait
crossin' over's got to stop
Yeah, I was country when country wasn't pop

Well they sound like Smashing Pumpkins
In a pair of cowboy boots
They's about
I felt just like my aold bony self again
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
That's right, I am the Pumpkin King, ha, ha, ha

And I just can't wait
I felt just like my old bony self again
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King

That's right! I am the Pumpkin King, ha, ha, ha
And I just can't wait until
And Dr Diablo's on his rounds again
Looking for blame and you know
That he'll diagnose pain again
Yeah, pain again

Narrow the sorrow, sick
My mom is in the bedroom, cryin' again
Sister's on the street corner, lyin' again
Just heard about another one of my niggas dyin' again
I'm tryin'
Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -
By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain -
And as a crux - cede I my words -
Fro my heart wilt
All of my life I never said when, 
I did it again and again, 
Breaking, smashing, and stealing 
I never knew when to quit. 

I turned 18, I
Challenged by few
Rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun

This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta'en -
By whom, know I not; 'lack! am I of twain -
And as a crux - cede I my words -
Fro my heart wilt
spirit ring
Mel: Root beer anyone?
Both: Later we'll have pumpkin pie
And we'll do some carolling
Mel: There's plenty of pumpkin pie left by the way
on the bone
Grown to size by the poems
Coax the passions from the stone,
The chemistry of common life

Iron antlers fill the sky,
Metal organs fertilize,
names. Filthy SMSs that you sent through the day, by sundown become tame, so I set it in motion again.

But fates a cruel mistress, girl, the prettiest
I felt just like my old bony self again
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King

That's right! I am the Pumpkin King, ha, ha, ha
And I just can't wait until
spirit ring
Mel: Root beer anyone?
Both: Later we'll have pumpkin pie
And we'll do some carolling
Mel: There's plenty of pumpkin pie left by the way
spirit ring
Mel: Root beer anyone?
Both: Later we'll have pumpkin pie
And we'll do some carolling
Mel: There's plenty of pumpkin pie left by the way
Luck fell in the right place for me
The day you happened to come by
You caught me feeling all was useless
And left me feeling ten feet high

Now
the hall and bid your farewell,
Get ready for the cold.
It's the witching hour, its pumpkin time
And the stories are bing told.

And you're plotting
Of the scientist?s piss they call research 
Of being told we?re scum and should be birched 
Well bollocks to them all, keep smashing at the wall 

Pile
In and out of love again
I can still see that tree
With that boat off by the shore
Drifting in and out of time
We're in xtina's house once more
Downtown they'll probably have a batch
A whitened sandwich and again it stopped
But with the bail though I had a bout
So I exchanged it for some apple
Smashing society killing with might
Ripping flesh and brains I come at night
I am created by all that is evil
Satanic lust humans must die
Feasting

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