Sammy

(álbum: Carnival Of Chaos - 1997)

(I love you, Sammy-boy)
(I love the rain)
Quinine, Key Lime
Oh little Sammy-boy
Walking child [?]

He was a boy
He was a fine child
He had the leather boots
And the riding crop in Jerusalem

Oh Sammy
My slap-hap-pappy man clam
We've come to take you home
But Sammy, where are you?

Sammy, where are you?
Sammy, where are you?
Sammy, where are you?
Sammy, where are you?

Sammy Sam
Sammy, where are you?
They said
Said you're a star who
Recognized to the other side
Oh Sammy, would you be my bride?

What's that?
What's to be with you?
Have to kiss
Those who would kill you
Have to try for the other side
Oh can you live my life?

Sammy, where are you?
Sammy, where are you?
What were you going through?
Satanic Black Jew

Black Jew!
Black Jew!
Black Jew!
Coo-coo-coo-ca-choo

Waffle bucket brigade
Consorting with the queen of the dead

Billy Boy
Timmy Toy
Jimmy Joy
Joe!

And I said Billy Boy
And then he said Timmy Toy
Ma-ma-mommy little Billy Boy
Joe!

Oh Sammy!
My slap-hap-pappy-ma'am
(My slap-hap-pappy-ma'am)
We've come to take you home

Kneeling at the altar
Rolling like a log
Drinking with the Rat Pack
Barking like a dog

We've come to admire you
Not even Frank could fire you
Oh yeah
We've come to take you home

With your shining teeth of gold
And your soul they said you sold
Oh yeah
We've come to take you
(We've come to take, we've come to take, we've come to take)

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
(My slap-hap-pappy-ma'am)
Oh yeah
We've come to take you home

With your shining teeth of gold
And your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul, you sold your soul
You said you sold, you sold your soul
For rock-and-roll

With your shining teeth of gold
And your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your soul they said
Your [?] soul
[?] soul
And a shiny little pocket
We put it all away
Save you up for another day

I've come to buff your slab
I know it makes you mad
Tiny little mice nibbling on your gonads
Tiny belly button is an innie and an outtie
And a shouty
A shouty at home!