Macabre - Ed Gein Lyrics
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| Macabre
- Ed Gein Lyrics
Album: Gloom I'm a killer, and a gravedigger My stew will be made out of you I eat women, I'm a cannibal And a necrophiliac too I make bracelets out of bodies And coffee drums made with flesh Organs frying in my kitchen And the skin of your chest is my vest Ed Gein - He's crazy, He's mental, He's sick Ed Gein - The head of a girl in his sink Ed Gein - His soup bowl is made of a skull Ed Gein - Your face is a trophy on his wall I'm a fiend, I'm so morbid That I sleep with your organs at night And have sex with decaying bodies To me it's such a delight Then I'll eat them in my kitchen I will savour the mortal meal It's delicious, I'm excited Just the thought of gives me a thrill Ed Gein - He'll shoot you in the head Ed Gein - Then drag you home on a sled Ed Gein - He'll gut you in his woodshed Ed Gein - Does things to your corpse people dread
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