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
You're 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 sign of remarkable man
Then one day he'd had it
And threw up his hands
He filled up his lungs
And he pulled out 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
Nobody learns
Now nothing grows
Always a sign of remarkable man
Then one day he'd had it
And threw up his hands
He filled up his lungs
And he pulled out 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 into their bones
what he said:
"The seed 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 earth
And stink like all manner of things
And nothing will grow.
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
You're 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 sign of remarkable man
Then one day he'd had it
And threw up his hands
He filled up his lungs
And he pulled out 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
Nobody learns
Now nothing grows
Always a sign of remarkable man
Then one day he'd had it
And threw up his hands
He filled up his lungs
And he pulled out 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 into their bones
what he said:
"The seed 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 earth
And stink like all manner of things
And nothing will grow.