The bell tower chimes at 5 o'clock
Now they take me to the dock...

The man with no face is such a disgrace
He wears a black veil made out of lace...

Whats that shadow outside the door
That figure walking across the floor...

Fish swim free in the deep blue sea
Frolicking about in all their glee...

You see their foot coming towards you
But theres nothing else you can do...

The sinner is a man who is going to hell
He threw a small cat down the well...

Shadows dance upon the wall
As if their having a private ball...

There is a happy, crappy bird
A one that's made out of turd...