An unlucky dip in the bargain bin
A ghostly tape with demons within
Written on the label was an ancient hand
It told of distant times and of worrisome lands
I played it backwards in reverse
It told me things they were perverse
Evil voices, evil hands
Evil voices, evil commands
Who what would have thought my hand could do that
Gave me a wedgie, and set fire to my flat
They start out quiet and end up talking loud
My hand grabs the steering wheel, and aims for a crowd
Horrorsome demons trapped within
Bound by chromium, consumed by sin.
Evil voices, evil hands
Evil voices, evil commands
There's a vortex in the fridge, the food flies about
Throttled by sausages, I cannot get out
Unholy choir chants in my mind
Exposing predictions to destruct mankind
Played it backwards in reverse
It told me things they were perverse
Evil voices, evil hands
Evil voices, evil commands
Evil voices, evil hands
Evil voices, evil commands
Evil voices, evil hands
Evil voices, evil