and a boy Stood by an old church door The little girls feet were as brown as the curls That hung upon the dress that she wore The little boy's coat
La la la la, la la la lie Mama often told me that we all got to die You must have heard about The Curse Of Millhaven How last Christmas Bill Blake's little boy
expectant dreams and iron wills My grand dad worked the steel mills of Central Illinois His daughter was his jewel, his son was just his boy For thirty
He's an all American boy mama's pride and papa's joy Paper waddin' all the girls tiein' knots in sister's curles BB gunnin' passers by with a twinkle
will boil and the kids will sing Learn to drown before you learn to swim Go on, give up, you'll never win No crying now, they're watching him His blood will
thing Speak our secret into your hands and hold it in between Plunge your hands into the water and drown it in the sea There will be nothing between
pain inside my heart But I know these scars they will never fade away Tomorrow's not a promise that's what she used to say Boy you just be lucky that
mouthed, bad tempered and lazy I stare at your world down the neck of a bottle Every day is a death ride when I hold the throttle To the drowning I
Splintered soles and cracked rungs Soaking flames and black lungs Climbing only brings me closer to drowning Effort only speeds burning embers to rain
to record the plight So I begin drowning the surface With a swamp of acrylic swirls I'll get it right this time This time it will last Look at the
[Incomprehensible] A few short words, and whaddya know? Oh, whaddya know? He comes Down, like water, fresh out the clouds clown Drown you like terrible
will soon come They don't know my best, the day will soon come Sure as the sun has set the day will soon come Yeah the day, the day, the day will soon
the Bentley sittin' low as I wait for ya I'm gettin' dough I'm a paper, boy I will take ya For the right paper, boy I will take her Shake her, tape
; open water you drownin I will fore drown them and sink them heat them and leave them stinkin. Sharks surround them and eat them nice then know that I will
) I'll shit on you Da da da da I'll shit on you I will shit I'll shit on you Girl you know I'll shit on you Bitch or man I'll shit on you I will shit
da I'll shit on you, da, da, da, da I'll shit on you, I will shit I'll shit on you, girl, you know I'll shit on you, bitch or man I'll shit on you, I will
their pretty cotton frocks teased by the breeze. And I will find a long-limbed summer girl for me. I will assume the accent of some Yankee sailor boy