There's an old lady who washes her clothes

In the same laundromat as me

She told me of her son

And some shoes that hurt his feet

Mean little nails rose up in a bunch

And plunged into his soles

Filling his dirty socks with tiny bloody holes.



There's an old man who says that he came

>From the same town as my dad

He told me of his house and why it smelled so bad

Small furry creatures had crawled in the spaces

In between the walls

They died and they decayed

And I guess that's really all



Dead little creatures mean the end of the world



There was a man who told me a story about a conspiracy

He told me how it started

And what it meant to me

Doctors and lawyers and bankers and priests are

Controlled by UFO's



It's doctors and lawyers and the end of the world

Small furry creatures mean the end of the world

It's creatures and shoes and the end of the world



There's an old lady who washes her clothes

In the same laundromat as me

She told me of her son and some shoes

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