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Becky Arrives At The Queen's Crawley lyrics

In a chair made of chainsawed fingers and bones
The ashes in the ash tray aren't from cigarettes
It's the charred remains of the family pet

The blood drips from your face
Now, with my finger I take a taste
Granpa will be down soon
He's as fast as Jesse James and Cool Hand Luke

Now, the cook's cooking up a stew
And the special ingredient is you
Stop your crying, don't make a fuss
You should be honored to be here with us
At this dead and breakfast

You know what they say
An apple a day
Won't keep the death away
An apple a day
Won't keep the death away

An apple a day
Won't keep the death away
An apple a day
Won't keep the death away

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