The Geins Songtext

A long time ago in Wisconsin There was four in the family, whose name was the Geins They were shunning the city with the birth of their two born The Mother just hated all of the boozing whores There'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse Now Mom's seen some sinning and it gave her pain She said in fact, I'm going to make it change She said hey Father know what, I'll tell you what to do To Plainfield we're going to move Ed gets some of the Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse Then no one was there with Ed all alone He was digging up graves in the dark, just as his brain started going He bought books on cannibals and sex changes too And he called out, as he read through Hey Mom, I got your Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string Mother cried loath the whores in Ed's brain was soaring And he just would make things from an old woman's corpse When no one was out Ed was robbing graves Taking home the bodies, playing silly games Sticking and slashing when his brain was soar All those willing gruesome whores They'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse Corpse art sort of soothing, but drifting with the time Two women looked much like his Mom so they died The authorities came around and escorted him away And that's why he'd never see another corpse to this very day You'll see Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse