Mrs. Hayes Lyrics
Mrs. Hayes
Takes a fork
And stabs in her husband's neck
Rips his tounge
From his throat
And slashes at his fatty jowls
It's just a dream
A drunken dream
But it makes her feel better
30 Years
Of wasted...
Mr. Hayes
Lives alone
With his maid and cook
"Get over here!
Get over here!
Christ! You're an idiot!"
30 Years
Of wasted life
My small comfort when I go
When I go
Is he'll be rotting in a home
A breathing corpse
Open casket Mr. Hayes
When I go
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You...
..Gave...
..Me...
..NOTHING!!!
NO-O-O-O-O-O!!!
