Evangelicals - Bellawood lyrics

My vision of the surrounding terrain is very very sketchy I broke my gla**es head bu*ting Francis Dec Be careful where you're walking Cause someone or somethings Faint cologne is a queer And be mindful of the motherf**ing bats and rabid rabbits You'd be crazy to feed the sh**ting ghost And nobody even knows what's in that funky demented-looking shed B-E-L-L-A-W-O-O-D Spells Bellawood And I would leave if I could But i've been cut by the brambles And i want you to see... The infection is spreading inside of me Strange things keep happening There's a monster inside of me It's been growing, look closer you can see If I get to heave, my dear mother would cry Ain't no boys with monsters in their insides Accelerating faster through the sticks it nearly k**ed me But my new skin's made of sticks 'n' stones 'n' bones So come on in, throw a punch Ah the mind's a terrible thing to chuck in the waste basket They say it and I believe it The soul is disposalbe though so show me To the janitor and the janitor's closet B-E-L-L-A-W-O-O-D Spells Bellawood And I want you to see The infection is spreading inside of me Strange things keep happening Strange things keep happening, all around my head Strange things keep happening