MACABRE Gloom (1989) 1. Serial Killer 2. Mr. Albert Fish (Was Children Your Favorite Dish?) 3. Disease 4. Mass Murder 5. Son Of Sam 6. Hot Rods To Hell 7. Ed Gein 8. Natural Disaster 1. Serial Killer I'll thrill you; I'll kill you; cut your heart out Then I'll dismember your body parts I'll break in your house late at night My smiling face is your final sight I'll cut your throat with a razor blade And leave you in a shallow grave I'll pound your face against the fuckin' street You'll love my work; It'll be complete I'll strip you and rip you; your death is my game I love my work and I have no shame I'll pick you up when you're hitchhiking Then you'll never be seen again I'll cave in your head, Your face I'll distort Then you'll end up as a "missing" report I'll smash your skull with a two-by-four Till your brains are on the floor 2. Mr. Albert Fish (Was Children Your Favorite Dish?) He loved to hear the little kids scream His instruments of hell did gleam A box with a cleaver, saw and a knife He used them to cut up their innocent lives Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? He took 12-year old Grace Budd home And then he sawed right through her bones With carrots and onions he made a stew Her body parts was also used Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? With his fist in the air, he'd scream he was Christ He'd do things to kids that weren't too nice He'd lure them in and eat them up Albert Fish, you were such a fucking nut Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? 3. Disease You woke up this morning With a disease The doctor said you will be dead By the time you're 30 Well if they find a cure you just might be saved But by the time they find a cure You could be in a grave You have a disease And you will die The time has come For you to cry Spreading all through You're head Pretty soon you Will be dead You can't escape It's a gruesome fate All you can do Is wait In your grave You'll decay Because of a disease That took you away You died this morning From your disease They found you dead in your bed At age 20 They didn't find a cure And you weren't saved So I guess you'll have to Decompose in your head You have a disease And you will die The time has come For you to cry Spreading all through You're head Pretty soon you Will be dead You can't escape It's a gruesome fate All you can do Is wait In your grave You'll decay Because of a disease That took you away 4. Mass Murder [Instrumental] [1. Sulphuric Acid] [2. Morbid Curiosity] [3. Lethal Injection] 5. Son Of Sam I am Sam; Sam I am I would not like green eggs and ham I am Sam; Son of Sam With my 44 in hand You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head There's no time to cry, now it's time to die My father has told me to kill you And that's just what I'm going to do I have a gun and I'm insane I'll make your life go down the drain You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head There's no time to cry, now it's time to die I am Sam; death in hand I would not like green eggs and ham I am Sam; Son of Sam Your life is a flash within my hand You're gonna be dead when I shoot you in the head There's no time to cry; it's time to fuckin' die 6. Hot Rods To Hell Created in fire millions of years ago The planet earth as all we know Many days past since the beginning of time Now it's time to pay for all our worldly crimes Hot rods to hell Hot rods to hell Greenhouse effect Greenhouse effect Destroy the planet with our machines Fuckin' religion and government schemes We will die by our own hand The people who care can't even make a stand Greenhouse effect Greenhouse effect Hot rods to hell Hot rods to hell The greenhouse effect, nuclear waste Some of the products of human hate Computerized war No chance to survive We're counting the days We are going to be alive Greenhouse effect Hot rods to hell Greenhouse effect Hot rods to hell 7. Ed Gein I'm a killer, and a gravedigger My stew will be made out of you I eat women, I'm a cannibal And a necrophiliac too I make bracelets out of bodies And coffee drums made with flesh Organs frying in my kitchen And the skin of your chest is my vest Ed Gein - He's crazy, He's mental, He's sick Ed Gein - The head of a girl in his sink Ed Gein - His soup bowl is made of a skull Ed Gein - Your face is a trophy on the wall I'm a fiend, I'm so morbid That I sleep with your organs at night And have sex with decaying bodies To me it's such a delight Then I'll eat them in my kitchen I will savour the mortal meal It's delicious, I'm excited Just the thought of gives me a thrill Ed Gein - He'll shoot you in the head Ed Gein - Then drag you home on a sled Ed Gein - He'll gut you in his woodshed Ed Gein - Does things to your corpse people dread 8. Natural Disaster [Instrumental]