Monday morning
The sun has risen, just above the trees
The birds are singing, it`s just like a dream
What a perfect morning it...could have been
Salem`s in the kitchen, and that`s sin
Eggs for three and a little tea
Mixed with the graveyard dirt...from yesterday
Anybody cating Salem`s A la carte today
Should be taken ill and... waste away
(Salem thinking to himself:)
You used to be so beautiful, but now you`re gonna die
Die, die, both of you...are gonna die, die...die
Salem`s walking up the stairs to the second floor
Silver tray in hand...knocking at the door
(Salem thinking to himself:)
You used to be so beautiful, but now you`re gonna die
Die, die, both of you... are gonna die, die...die
In a fever, sick as Hell
David`s got a snake bite...and all is well
Salem thinks to himself:
One down, two to go. Oh Madame he`s got the flu
The problem is that Sarah`s morning sick again
That pregnant woman, always something wrong
You used to be so beautiful, but now you`re gonna die
Die... Sarah die, Sarah die
Die, die... Sarah die, Sarah die