Macabre - Mr. Albert Fish (Was Children Your Favorite Dish?) Lyrics

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He loved to hear the little kids scream His instruments of hell did gleam A box with a cleaver, saw and a knife He used them to cut up their innocent lives Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? He took 12-year old Grace Budd home And then he sawed right through her bones With carrots and onions he made a stew Her body parts was also used Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? With his fist in the air, he'd scream he was Christ He'd do things to kids that weren't too nice He'd lure them in and eat them up Albert Fish, you were such a fucking nut Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish? Mr. Albert Fish, was children your favourite dish?

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