That's the way the melody goes Pop goes the weasel Half a pound of heroin Half a pound of treacle That's the way the story goes Out comes the evil
Of how nimble mv mind will know Ooh-ooh! (swine suave!) Look out! Here he comes again! Oh here comes greggery peccary. Yes it's cravv, cravy, veah
-ooh! Narrator: (Swank suave!) Greggery: Hoon-hoon hoonna-han Hoonna hoonna Narrator: Look out! Here he comes again! Greggery: Oh here comes GREGGERY
I come home late, I come home early come home big when I'm feelin small come home straight or come home fucked up sometimes I don't come home at all
thru the Valley of Death alone And I fear no evil [Prodigal Sunn] Well I accumulate, stimulate, circulates thru the days of the insane Generating thru veins, absorbin acid