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Ed Gein Lyrics Artist(Band):Macabre
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 If you find some error in Ed Gein Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to jerome widzir69@hotmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Ed Gein The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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