If we are what we eat then my future it is scary
For I have been scarfin' down the pages of the Devil's Dictionary
In my veins there's a potent co*ktail of fear and worry
That will show in my soul when the test results return from it's autopsy and I need just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more mercy please
just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more all I need
just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more mercy please
Beggar, wretched dog, beggar wretched dog I will always be ]When the henchmen of midnight, march me up, to the gallows
and i stand accused with a noose around my neck, in the shadows
and my cries fill the dark as the ringleader barks and bellows
and i whisper hope cuz a berlap rope instills all the kettle kings gusto and I need just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more mercy please
just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more all I need
just a little bit more, a little bit more, a little bit more mercy please
Beggar, wretched dog, beggar wretched dog I will always be