clownin around

though i've walked down a crooked path, then don't mean it wasn't cursed, my feeble heart was filled with wrath, my poison mind with thoughts perverse, and the devil is living my basement, i'm trying hard to hide him from my wife, and i know some day i'm gonna have to face him, but for now i keep my secrets with the night, as i breathe through this windy city, the devil he now rides upon my back, and all the boys here look mighty pretty, i need to fix and lord i need it fast, i let my house guests rest in my crawl space, don't let anyone tell you that i'm a bad host, i take cover behind my white face paint, while i battle my bitter father's ghost, uhuu, uhuu, uhuu!, and by now the hounds have surely caught my scent, in just a short time i'm no longer free, oh, lord you know i would repent, but now the devil he speaks for me, and the icy needle kisses my veins, as i kiss my dear sister goodbye, now as i descend into the final flames, is my turn to die