freaky deaky costume, nurse or maid
my baby is a clocking game, price is paid
get me down you tricker, trade a soul o' mine
we got nancy on the line
phone talk to cold war, i'll blow the scum
who tried to shot me on da face with a shotgun
im a dead to feeling of the deadly rope
that I was hanged on, follow the rabbit to the hole
manic thoughts follow depths of my sore mind
get me down if you can cause I left you behind
stupid whores way too cheap to rate them on fairs
they cost a buck but say a lot, they're down and its fair