Bud

Start at my toes

This is where the evil grows

My legs are sharp, might split your skin

And spill the juice that feeds your grin

Take to walkin' up my spine

See my love drip down like split wine

And then I'll take your jewels in my bag

And take 'em home to Mama

I'll put your jewels in my bag

And take 'em home to Mama

Take the slaughter to the lamb

Take the hung to the ham and back

Take the neck to the crack and pow

How does it feel? Whatever you get you steal

I'm bored, rooted to the floor

And what I want you just can't buy anymore

So I'll collect your jewels in my bag

And take 'em home to Mama

I'll put your jewels in my bag

And take 'em home to Mama

I want some push to my shove

But your hand is in my glove and I'm mad, bad, ripped raw and bleeding

Swinging like a beef hook on the hips of hell

And the stains on my boots say my life is goin' well

To snap your skinny neck in two

Would be the least that I could do

So I'll collect your jewels in my bag

And take 'em home to Mama

I'll put your jewels in my bag

And take 'em home to Mama

Stop at my bones

For here my evil made its home

This is where the evil grows, eve

This is where the evil grows

This is where the evil grows, aae eve

This is where the evil grows

This is where the evil grows, eve

This is where the evil grows, eve

This is where the evil grows, eve

This is where the evil grows