Paroles de Dirty Knife

So suddenly the madness came With its whiskered wolven ease of pains He locked the door and he shut the blinds He laid down on the floor and he slept like iron While the dirty knife wore deep into his spine Blood runs crazy Blood runs crazy Cascading letters pool on the stairs The grass is high, the cats are wild Can't even touch the tip of their tails And the blood runs crazy with giant strides He sang nursery rhymes to paralyze The wolves that eddy out of the corner of his eye But they squared him, frozen where he stood In the glow of the furniture piled high for firewood And the blood runs crazy with giant strides And the woodsmen failed to breech those fangs in time So they dragged him through the underbrush Wearing three winter coats and a dirty knife