Annabel Lee R.I.P.

We got E.A.P. in the house tonight

Edgar Allan Poe

America's most dramatic love poet

We're takin this back, way back, 1849 style

Hip-Hop? Nah, this is LIT-Hop

It was many and many a year ago

in a kingdom by the sea (it's true)

That a maiden there lived whom you may know

By the name of Annabel Lee

And this maiden she lived with no other thought

than to love and be loved by me

But the angels got jealous they took my queen

now she's gone and I can barely sleep

But her, mortality makes her hot

All up in the malt shop - her favorite spot

I got so lost in her bright green eyes

So tell me why the love of my life had to die

So who's that (who's that) rapping at my door?

Annabel Lee, R.I.P., like Lenore

Nevermore should have known that death would take her

out

Red lips, sick kiss and I'm lonely now

(It was) tuberculosis, necrosis

I can't focus, and I hope this

pain goes away, cause all I see

is her photo on the wall smell her perfume on the

sheets

We were so in love, even when she's gone

I'll be up in the graveyard singin her songs

Like cemetary woman, my cemetery girl

Cemetery lady, I want you in my world

No matter what way you go

No matter which way you stay

You're out of my mind, out of my mind

Out of my mind, out of my mind

I was a child and she was a child

in this kingdom by the sea

But we loved with a love that was more than love see

I and my Annabel Lee

With a love that the wing-ed, seraphs of heaven

coveted her and me

She was gone by dawn should have known all along

that we were never meant to be (sadly)

I gave her my heart, she gave me her flower

Like Romeo and Juliet, humpin in the tower

Every single day, every single hour

Rumpy in the bedroom, pumpy in the shower

So now I pack a shovel and I dig real deep

Take a crescent wrench, rip out all her teeth

Put 'em in a box so she'll always be

here with me let's see probably need some therapy

The highborn kingmen stole her from me

Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee

That's Death I guess, there's nothing I can do

Like Ronnie and Sammie our relationship is through

Now every single night, I lie down by the side

of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride

My wife and my pride, now all I have left

is poetry, memories, sorrow and stress

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams

of the beautiful Annabel Lee

And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes

of the beautiful Annabel Lee

And neither the angels in heaven above

nor the demons down under the sea

can ever dissever my soul from the soul

of the beautiful Annabel Lee

But our love it was stronger by far than the love

of those who were older than we

They said we were kids, but I know what love is

We were happy and young and so free

And so every night, I lie down by the side

of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride

That's where she will always be

In her tomb, by the sounding sea [sighs]