I heard he dabbled into witchcraft, I heard occult Oh, they're pretty much the same I guess he was adopted, or raised by wolves That's ridiculous to say I heard he boiled over, cursed the town Had the touch, so nothing grew I heard that too, it's true That's a lie I heard he spoke in tongues, gone crazy I heard he was a refugee I heard he was a monster, a scary ghost Oh you know there's no such thing I heard he boiled over, cursed the town Had the touch, so nothing grew I heard that too, it's true That's a lie We're left with some stories inert But this is the part that will hurt And nobody learned And now nothing grows here Always a shy, unremarkable man Then one day he'd had it, and threw up his hands He filled up his lungs, and he pulled at his hair And he curled up his lips and he bellowed "You'll never know how sorry you'll be" I heard he dabbled into witchcraft, I heard occult Oh, they're pretty much the same I guess he was adopted, or raised by wolves That's ridiculous to say I heard he boiled over, cursed the town Had the touch, so nothing grew I heard that too, it's true That's a lie We're left with some stories inert But this is the part that will hurt And nobody learned And now nothing grows Always a shy, unremarkable man Then one day he'd had it, and threw up his hands He filled up his lungs and he pulled in his hair And he curled up his lips and he bellowed "You'll never know how sorry you'll be" The looks on their faces You'd swear they were dead It finally sunk in to their bones what he said Thes seeds will be bitter, the harvest will crumble Your fields will lay fallow for years And nothing will grow People will speak of him once in a while as legend would have it you'll hear it for miles he'll curse up a blue streak add lead to the air and stink like all matter of things And nothing will grow
I heard he dabbled into witchcraft, I heard occult Oh, they're pretty much the same I guess he was adopted, or raised by wolves That's ridiculous to say I heard he boiled over, cursed the town Had the touch, so nothing grew I heard that too, it's true That's a lie I heard he spoke in tongues, gone crazy I heard he was a refugee I heard he was a monster, a scary ghost Oh you know there's no such thing I heard he boiled over, cursed the town Had the touch, so nothing grew I heard that too, it's true That's a lie We're left with some stories inert But this is the part that will hurt And nobody learned And now nothing grows here Always a shy, unremarkable man Then one day he'd had it, and threw up his hands He filled up his lungs, and he pulled at his hair And he curled up his lips and he bellowed "You'll never know how sorry you'll be" I heard he dabbled into witchcraft, I heard occult Oh, they're pretty much the same I guess he was adopted, or raised by wolves That's ridiculous to say I heard he boiled over, cursed the town Had the touch, so nothing grew I heard that too, it's true That's a lie We're left with some stories inert But this is the part that will hurt And nobody learned And now nothing grows Always a shy, unremarkable man Then one day he'd had it, and threw up his hands He filled up his lungs and he pulled in his hair And he curled up his lips and he bellowed "You'll never know how sorry you'll be" The looks on their faces You'd swear they were dead It finally sunk in to their bones what he said Thes seeds will be bitter, the harvest will crumble Your fields will lay fallow for years And nothing will grow People will speak of him once in a while as legend would have it you'll hear it for miles he'll curse up a blue streak add lead to the air and stink like all matter of things And nothing will grow
