"I could throw you in the lake
Or feed you poison birthday cake...
I won't deny, I'm gonna miss you when you're gone!
I could bury you alive,
But you might crawl out with a knife and kill me!
That's why I can't decide
Whether you should live or die!
But you'll probably go to heaven,
Please don't hang your head and cry.
No wonder why my heart feels dead inside!
It's cold and hard and petrified!
Lock the doors and close the blinds,
We're going for a ride!"
That's what he sang as he made his way through the swamp with their bodies in his bag.
