Drywall - Triangle Head lyrics

Now, south of drag-strip hollow Right past deadman's curve There's a message in a bottle It's a scandal, have you heard Now, the bishop's wife just closed the door The birds don't fly there anymore And the whole town is talking The whole town is talking Triangle head He sets a big steel trap He'll find you out with a secret map He's a phantom spook and he drinks pink champagne He lives at the end of a cul-de-sac He got a crossbow with a hairpin sight Targets change from night to night So when you hit his big blockade Into his muddy water you will wade They call him triangle head He got three ways to go One's just past the hairpin turn The rest are down below Triangle head He's got a wide-brim hat¨c¨cin his hand there's a hole He uses his dick for a walkin' pole He walks a big black dog with a collar of spikes He wears a belt of skin from a k**in' last night They call him triangle head Triangle head He got three ways to go One's just past the hairpin turn The other is down below4 Triangle head He knows just what to do Triangle head The rest is up to you Triangle head