歌词
Playin in the cellar
I can see clearly in your mind, all the thing I shall never find.
I can tell by the way you smile, that my life soon will turn to hell.
When I come home I can see you there
As ever you seem to take great care
Playing in the cellar with grand father
Whom you killed just for fun yesteryear
You've always been mother's prefered, any place I go you're always there
With this afwull smell in the air and that rotten flesh everywhere.
(I hear you singing)
Isn't it so very nice, isn't it so very nice ?
Ain't that peculiar that you never tried
To play with me the game you don't hide
you stare at me slobbering, I'm aghast
I think of all your slaughter in the past
Don't give me no reason to stay out, out and out
Don't give me no reason to try out, to try out
To get rid of that gloomy atmosphere
Mother, father,
Until now, a great deal of your victims
Were rats you boiled with steam
But your target changed and now it seems
That I could really be the next in line
You've always been mother's prefered, any place I go you're always there
With this afwull smell in the air and that rotten flesh everywhere.
(I hear you singing)
Isn't it so very nice, isn't it so very nice ?
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