Dirty Knife

So suddenly the madness came With it's whiskered, wolven, ether pangs He locked the door And he shut the blinds He laid down the on the floor and he slept like iron While the dirty knife worked deep Into his spine The blood runs crazy The blood runs crazy Cascading letters pool on the stairs The grass is high, the cats are wild You can't even touch the tip of their tails And The blood runs crazy with giant strides He sang nursery rhymes to paralyze The wolves that eddy out the corner of his eyes But they squared him frozen where he stood In the glow of the furniture piled high for firewood And The blood runs crazy with giant strides And the woodsman failed to breech those fangs in time So they dragged him through the underbrush Wearing three winter coast and a dirty knife La da da da (x2)