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