Down South, below
Away from riches of the above
Lives the family of wretched
Who alike are so many?
The man whose veins run whiskey
A woman whose lust is unsatisfactory
They have 2 brats with cyanide & chainsaw
Of common breed they're
Of common
Like so many
Granny has no fingers
Nor has grand-daddy the head
No fingers nor head!
Restaurant so fancy
They're waiting for the meal
Drain serves out the toilet riches
Oh look - their happiness
The fecal love
The fecal love
Just look, what a sight
Filled now with faces
Of common breed they're
Of common
Like so many
Just look, what a sight
Filled now with faces
The stench of cloak with 'em
Family of wretched having catwalk
To hang out with freaks & lowlife of underneath
Coiled in decayed sound
Deep, deep in the underground