My vision of the surrounding terrain is very very sketchynI broke my glasses head butting Francis DecnBe careful where you're walkingnCause someone or somethings nFaint cologne is a queernAnd be mindful of the motherfucking bats and rabid rabbitsnYou'd be crazy to feed the shitting ghostnAnd nobody even knows what's in that funky demented-looking shednnB-E-L-L-A-W-O-O-DnSpells BellawoodnAnd I would leave if I couldnBut i've been cut by the bramblesnAnd i want you to see...nThe infection is spreading inside of mennStrange things keep happeningnnThere's a monster inside of menIt's been growing, look closer you can seenIf I get to heave, my dear mother would crynAin't no boys with monsters in their insidesnAccelerating faster through the sticks it nearly killed menBut my new skin's made of sticks 'n' stones 'n' bonesnSo come on in, throw a punchnAh the mind's a terrible thing to chuck in the waste basketnThey say it and I believe itnThe soul is disposalbe though so show menTo the janitor and the janitor's closetnnB-E-L-L-A-W-O-O-DnSpells BellawoodnAnd I want you to seenThe infection is spreading inside of mennStrange things keep happeningnStrange things keep happening, all around my headnStrange things keep happening
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