Harley Poe - Gordon lyrics

To those who knew him, Gordon was a browbeater Wretched, filthy and ugly was he Delinquent was sick, perverted, and a cheater And out through only one eye could he see He fancied himself a cannibal and the kids, he would chase, Into the fields where they could not be heard He would tend to eat the brain, while in less than a private place The games he devised were wicked and absurd And we sang ONE TWO THREE! HE WAS AS EVIL AS COULD BE SIX SIX SIX! WAS HOW HE GOT HIS KICKS The derelict would squat in the shacks he could find Where he would tarnish the floors in red He captured stray cats, until he felt so inclined, To beat them until they were dead And we sang ONE TWO THREE! HE WAS AS EVIL AS CAN BE SIX SIX SIX! WAS HOW HE GOT HIS KICKS And the people that knew Gordon All wished that he would die GO TO HELL, AND FRY, GORDON FRY! GO TO HELL, AND FRY, GORDON FRY! There was a last lamenting, at a proud mother's grave Her tears were woeful and lavish When Gordon caught sight of her, he began to crave He approached her with plans to ravish As Gordon was molesting, the ground began to shake Dead mother started rising from her grave Well she could not rest in peace For her daughter's sake, She returned so her child she could save The culprit was caught and for his sins, he would die Mother would not permit a rape The corpse thrust her fingers, into his one good eye, Blinding him, so he could not escape Now Gordon is no more! We found him yesterday! Naked and and bloody as can be! Now you know that punk deserved, To die that gruesome way! We left him there for everyone to see! And we sang ONE TWO THREE! HE WAS AS EVIL AS CAN BE SIX SIX SIX! WAS HOW HE GOT HIS KICKS And the people that knew Gordon All wished that he would die GO TO HELL, AND FRY, GORDON FRY! And the people that knew Gordon All wished that he would die GO TO HELL, AND FRY, GORDON FRY! GO TO HELL, AND FRY, GORDON FRY! GO TO HELL, AND FRY, GORDON FRY!