On the corner of Girard and third or sixth Lycoming
Here′s your 50 dollars bitch get in the car, it's thanksgiving
Off, whip, chop, mix
Shut up, shut up, I don′t wanna hurt you
I don't want to hurt you
Off, whip, chop, mix
Shut up, shut up, I don't wanna hurt you
I don′t want to hurt you
Oh, God he would be amused
Dark shadows of an evil mind
God has a sense of humor
Dark shadows of an evil mind
God he would be amused
To see you at my feet
See you at my feet, oh
3520 North Marshall Street
The dog food look good enough, good enough to eat
The dog food look good enough, good enough to eat
The dog food look good enough, good enough to eat
Look good enough to eat
One arm in the freezer
One leg in the blender
One head in the stove
Return to Sender
And the darkness knows all of the thoughts that I think
Oh, God he would be amused
Dark shadows of an evil mind
God has a sense of humor
Dark shadows of an evil mind
God he would be amused
To see you at my feet
See you at my feet, oh
3520 North Marshall Street
The dog food look good enough, good enough to eat
The dog food look good enough, good enough to eat
The dog food look good enough, good enough to eat
Look good enough to eat
The basement is so peaceful, you are naked, I smoke
Now here is one more cracker, devils cookies in your throat
Cook, hair, jar, bones
Shut up, shut up, I don′t wanna hurt you
I don't want to hurt you
Cook, hair, jar, bones
Shut up, shut up, I don′t wanna hurt you
I don't want to hurt you
