Stubborn old, worthless hag Simply had nothing to give I couldnt stand your eternal nag You didnt deserve to live So I went to the stove and took a pork knife and stabbed it into your head Buried you in the fruit cellar I was glad cause I thought you were dead But the maggots didnt feast on your body You didnt get moldy as I thought And still I can hear that nag in my head You were supposed to rot Supposed to Rot Now she haunts me, day and night A haunting I cant forget The deed was a coldblooded homicide a murder I regret But still shes the same old hag And still my life has turned the same Isnt there anything to set me free from this wicked pain? You were supposed to rot.
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