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(c) James Davies 2006. From the Album 'Black comedy show'

I blanked out my past
I was the weirdest child at school
That was an old life so full of pain
It wasn’t for me
I thought I would move on
Make myself a name
Enjoy my own kind
Now I have control, I will control
To the end you will find

May I say you look good enough to eat?
Lets go out and see who goes down
Shut up, get in the back of the van
You are included in my evenings plan
Were going to dinner away from the prying eyes
We'll start at my house the rest will be a surprise
Invitation to dinner, you are sadly the main course

How do you prefer your steak?
sudden or slow
I like mine dripping with blood
A true memory of the source
I am told, I lost my marbles, my morals
My cares and my goals
My emotions died a long long time ago
As you will now

A sudden blow is all it takes
Almost everytime
Your evening goes downhill from here
Your time has come
This time you know it will be final
I believe thats OK
I promise to wash you down
With a cold beer
Thats my usual way