"Bible, Candle, and Skull"
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Bastard son of the carnival strongman,
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taught to fear the white rat by his great-granddad.
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Still he ain't no slouch at crammin' 'em in
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with a bullhorn in his hand.
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Formaldehyde's half empty but he tops it off
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with a bottle of burglar's wine.
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They beat a blind man to death with his own damn cane
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on a jam-packed saturday night.
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Well he's the devil's understudy, you know he's always ready
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to fill in in a pinch.
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Well he gon' try to be your buddy, or maybe be your honey
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baby just grab an inch.
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He says the grindin' wheel always gets the grease,
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though the blade is bloody and dull.
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But you'll drum off flies with the greatest of ease
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with a bible, candle, and skull, boys.
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Bible, candle and skull.
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B-B-B-Bible, candle and skull, boys.
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Bible, candle and skull.
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Equal parts floozy and flim-flam,
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she's the ugly one in her one-woman band.
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She says he ain't Mr. right, but he's Mr. right now,
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yeah he's my presidential confidence man.
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He's kissin' hands and shaking babies from Herkimer to Hades,
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with his third-place trophy bride.
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Plantin' seeds of deception like a kudzu weed
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just hold it out, drop it, and run for your life!
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Well even a two-headed fetus outta have a good home,
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not in the trunk where jumper cables belong.
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But that's just that kind of thing that'll set you off,
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resist his bible, candle and skull, boys.
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Bible, candle and skull.
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B-B-B-Bible, candle and skull, boys.
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Bible, candle and skull.
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Well the candle's snuffed and there's nothing left
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in the spotlight but bugs and bats.
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He took his one-drop rule complimentary mule
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and a dirt road to Arkansas,
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to his hometown of Hope at last!