Still a few mistakes, luckily I have the lyric book, so I'll write it out for you guys.
I turned that man's first born to sand.
Hey fascist now you can have that castle
that you dreamed of, that you wanted,
I'm here to fix everything.
I took your toothy grin
and left a patch of skin.
I took her batting lashes,
changed her from blonde to ashes.
I took that boy with the giant head,
and made his body smaller
and his neck too thin.
I took the tongue
of that annoying neighbor child.
Split it down let it bleed there for a while
"You are so small," she said.
"You are so small."
Hey! While you were out there serving wine.
Well I was up here on the balcony turning kids to swine.
Hey! While you were out there kissing babies,
I was luring kids with lollipops and now they're pushing daisies.
You will not be heard from for a long time.
You will not be found with your rightful hands or eyes.
When your mother finds you, you won't believe her cries.
They'll wish the child gone missing would be the child who died.
Hey you! I can be a miracle man too!
Hey you! I can change everything.
Hey you! I can be a miracle man too!
Hey you! I can fix everyone.
I turned that man's trophy wife to brass.
He barely noticed the difference.
To him she served the same basic purpose. (probably a typo, as it's written puspose, but I decided it must be purpose...)
I'm here to fix everyone!
Oh oh
god damned you might say.
Oh oh
Quite the talent I'd say.
Temper! Temper!
With half an alligator's smile.
she said to me "no!"
Patience! Patience!
her scaled and olive face
cracked open for me and pleaded...
"Don't change
me into this!"
(Hey you! I can be a miracle man too.
I'll make you into anything.
Hey you! I can be a god of all sorts too.
it's true I can save anyone.
Hey you! I'm over here with the magic hands.
I'm turning children to mules again.
hey you! im over here with a victor's grin
I'm turning teens into table scraps.)
You will not be heard from for a long time
and I will be around because fear will never die
and if they should find you, you'll be a sight to see.
A mess of flesh and muscle oh! A pile of pulp and teeth.
I'm finally a king dad.
I made use of all the skills that you once told me I had.
I took a town of some brains but mostly fat
and turned them into something beautiful...
Still a few mistakes, luckily I have the lyric book, so I'll write it out for you guys.
I turned that man's first born to sand. Hey fascist now you can have that castle that you dreamed of, that you wanted, I'm here to fix everything. I took your toothy grin and left a patch of skin.
I took her batting lashes, changed her from blonde to ashes. I took that boy with the giant head, and made his body smaller and his neck too thin. I took the tongue of that annoying neighbor child. Split it down let it bleed there for a while "You are so small," she said. "You are so small."
Hey! While you were out there serving wine. Well I was up here on the balcony turning kids to swine. Hey! While you were out there kissing babies, I was luring kids with lollipops and now they're pushing daisies.
You will not be heard from for a long time. You will not be found with your rightful hands or eyes. When your mother finds you, you won't believe her cries. They'll wish the child gone missing would be the child who died.
Hey you! I can be a miracle man too! Hey you! I can change everything. Hey you! I can be a miracle man too! Hey you! I can fix everyone.
I turned that man's trophy wife to brass. He barely noticed the difference. To him she served the same basic purpose. (probably a typo, as it's written puspose, but I decided it must be purpose...) I'm here to fix everyone!
Oh oh god damned you might say. Oh oh Quite the talent I'd say.
Temper! Temper! With half an alligator's smile. she said to me "no!" Patience! Patience! her scaled and olive face cracked open for me and pleaded... "Don't change me into this!" (Hey you! I can be a miracle man too. I'll make you into anything. Hey you! I can be a god of all sorts too. it's true I can save anyone.
Hey you! I'm over here with the magic hands. I'm turning children to mules again. hey you! im over here with a victor's grin I'm turning teens into table scraps.)
You will not be heard from for a long time and I will be around because fear will never die and if they should find you, you'll be a sight to see. A mess of flesh and muscle oh! A pile of pulp and teeth. I'm finally a king dad.
I made use of all the skills that you once told me I had. I took a town of some brains but mostly fat and turned them into something beautiful...