Demon Bell (the Ballad Of Horace Pinker)

Dangerous Toys

I was born without a soul inside

So I'm gonna tear out your heart

And try it on for size

You gotta have a soul to get to go to hell

That's where I wanna go to ring the demon bell



Demon bell, demon bell

I wanna hear you scream like hell

Demon bell, demon bell

I'm gonna throw you in the wishing well



Television was my mom and dad

The six o'clock news told me how to be bad

And when you're really bad the ratings go up

That's why this country's getting really corrupt



Somebody get me a whisky

Cus blood makes me so thirsty

We are like star-crossed wires

That's why they call me the shocker



Demon bell, demon bell

I wanna hear you scream like hell

Demon bell, demon bell

I'm gonna throw you in the wishing well

Like a baby howlin' for his mother

If you don't get love you turn into a killer

No-one ever took me to the carnival

Now the funhouse is my twisted soul

I'm lookin' for you, well lookin' for you



I was born without a soul inside

So I'm gonna tear out your heart

And try it on for size

You gotta have a soul to get to go to hell

That's where I wanna go to ring the demon bell



Somebody get me a whisky

Cus blood makes me so thirsty

We are like star-crossed wires

That's why they call me the shocker

Demon bell, demon bell

I wanna hear you scream like hell

Demon bell, demon bell

I'm gonna throw you in the wishing well

Like a baby howlin' for his mother

If you don't get love you turn into a killer

No-one ever took me to the carnival

Now the funhouse is my twisted soul



Demon bell, demon bell

I wanna hear you scream like hell

Demon bell, demon bell

I'm gonna throw you in the wishing well