Nefarious

This is the tale of the evil himself

Most known by almost every fucking human being

He’s half dead

He’s a Satan’s prospect

He got just lies on the tip of his tongue

And that’s how he will raise his children

Pushing them into shit

The day is nice, the work time is fine

But in his house he gets changed a bit

And that’s when he becomes a sinner

More like a drunk beast

So we call him nefarious

He hits his wife on the nose with an english wrench

He gives a shit, he doesn’t mind anything

He is moving on, climbing a barb fence

He tells his pals really good advices

And when they leaves their houses to go fishing

That’s when he fucks their women

His friends loves bastard kids

He’s lucky hope didn’t quit him yet

He’s getting warnings with his face from Death

She sent him gifts like a chainsaw

To cuddle when he sleeps

People called him nefarious

Demons around looking for a soul to pick up

They got your name written in their bible

Boy, you’ll pay the law frying in an electric chair

And now you know how it’s easy to give up

When there is germs eating all of your flesh

They will put you down in your own limbo

Swimming in a switchblade sea

We used to call him nefarious