A tribute to Hannibal Lecter
They told me the house on the hill was haunted
And a mad axe murderer buried his bodies there
They said he had never been caught
And every full moon night his ghost came back
And took someone else
Poor fools.
They still don't understand
There's no ghost in that house
Just little old me
And my garden of dead bodies
They told me the house on the hill was haunted
And a mad axe murderer buried his bodies there
They said he had never been caught
And every full moon night his ghost came back
And took someone else
Poor fools.
They still don't understand
There's no ghost in that house
Just little old me
And my garden of dead bodies
The Bilge Master
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