A Coffin at Your Door

I saw someone with a coffin I saw someone with a coffin Leer house I saw someone at the store Buying blood I saw someone at the mall Buying fake heads I saw someone lying across To hang around their neck I saw someone with a grave Outside the yard

It is a cemetery moving in the city. It is a cemetery moving in their homes. It is a cemetery moving in their homes. One Halloween night I went to a castle. I'm talking about someone home.

They were watching TV with the scary video with Michael Jackson dancing with creatures from the dead and their children was screaming I was told that Michael Jackson weighed what their children dressed up just the same just like his trill of video what the hell all these people confused The city, their home, one time I went to a play

I was in Texas, but it was a overnight A man choking a woman And blood coming down her mouth Notice she was conceived I know it's just a play It's just an act That's what it's supposed to be What the children were sitting in the audience Look in the so intense

I look at their innocent faces Especially when Jaclyn arose from his coffin I jump at her and take a bite Take a leg bite You see all the sleeping women in the city Artisetter moving in their homes Artisetter moving in the city Artisetter moving in their homes Artisetter moving in the city Tell me, Artisetter moving in their homes

I want to know