The Ballad of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre
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A short account of tragedy one summer day befell A band of five road-trippers is my duty to tell Saturn squats in retrograde, the smoky sun presides The radio sets the grizzly scene of this doomed and desperate drive Reports of rotting body parts exhumed and re-arranged Loved ones crowd the cemetaries to check relatives' remains Two stinking heads wired to the stone, a dozen empty crypts The artist roams throughout the night, uprooting he exhibits A drunkard rolls and laughs and chokes, pissed prophet gets no heed "Things happen they don't tell about" - outlines the local creed There's some that merely scoff and laugh, his mind is off its tether There's others who have heard the truth, they laugh, but they know better The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Escaping through the dawn Now, if you value life and limb You better listen on Driving past the slaughterhouse, Franklin's eyes are wide Recounting and remembering the business from inside The old technique had used the sledge, some took more than one lick Some were even skinned and prepped while they recoiled and kicked The others turn their ears away and pass the red outhouses Sally denies her heritage but her memory arouses The Texas Chainsaw Massacre The ugly bits are true And if you try to look away It'll sneak up behind you The hitcher used to wield the sledge before the jobs were lost He offered blurry polaroids before they knew the cost He snatched the knife and showed his red, offered dinner at his place He sprinkled firedust on the print and burned a friendly face He waved a camera like a rifle, they begged for him to go He drilled the knife on Franklin's arm and danced along the road The Texas Chainsaw Massacre In their midst we're strangers Don't be making any friends Before you check the dangers The house held dark and leafy gloom, its happy days had passed The cameras showed us just how far as they lurked behind the grass The spiders tapped a warning, the laughing didn't fit Don't go messing 'round old houses, some folks here don't like it Rustling little sculptures talk to tiny hanging bones Folks here like to be left alone and some will let you know The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Listen careful for the clues Screen all advice the locals give Because they might be after you Abandoned cars and pots and pans are hanging from the trees The loud but decoy generator had promised gasoline A foolhardy and so naive faith in a friendly redneck welcome Had forgotten all the leading up encounters in the sun The camera stalks in muted signs as they pace towards the door After knocking number 1 persists and gets just what he's asking for. The Texas Chainsaw Massacre At sunrise he will dance I hope you get the message I hope you stand a chance Don't enter uninvited Don't use the garden swing Don't check on suspect animal noises Don't forget to watch your step Don't disturb the chicken Don't eat the barbecue Don't look at the sculptures Don't borrow the flashlight The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Escaping through the dawn Just dive aboard a pick-up truck And go until you're gone
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