at this point i would like to confess
that im not mr rogers neighborhood
so fall asleep and dream your dreams
cause it aint nothing like it seems
oh i have not forgotten when
the world was turning round (HA! HA!)
and though you catch me in the wind
I'll always end up here in the ground
and i have seen so many things
it might just curl your skin
the dead may rise to call you out
but the plague is really what im about!
so pop a lot a pills in
take a dose or dozen
turn your nose up and run
I cant be saved
turn you nose up and run...
i cant be save
turn your nose up and run
(instrumental)
at this point i would like to confess
that I've killed my share of thieves
at which point shall I then digress
back to the mothers den of earthly deeds
bop a dop a dadada
take a pill and call it over
make a meal to try to sober
up your face before it shows
i can kill before he goes
too far (x4)
1-2-3-4
oh i have not forgotten when
the world was turning round (HA! HA!)
and though you catch me in the wind
I'll always end up here in the ground
and i have seen so many things
it might just curl your skin
the dead may rise to call you out
but the plague is really what im about!
(instrumental)
they call me hate blister
they call me fake twister
I'll set the rules
the earths played by fools
oh oh....oh
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