Магазин песен

[Куплет 1]

Midnight shadows on the kitchen floor
A silent shadow slips through the back door
No blood on his hands, no steel in his grip
Just a cardboard box on a midnight trip
He bypasses the silver, ignores the gold
He wants the sugar that the bakers sold!

[Припев]

The killer loves donuts, sweet and red!
Jelly filling like the tears they shed!
Glazed with madness, sprinkled with pain
Eating the circles again and again!
The killer loves donuts, deep in the dark
Leaving a powdered-sugar mark!

[Куплет 2]

Sirens are wailing out on the street
But he's staring down at a frosted treat
The glaze is reflecting his hollow eyes
Underneath the neon, under city skies
One more bite of the chocolate ring
A sweet confession for the terror king!

[Припев]

The killer loves donuts, sweet and red!
Jelly filling like the tears they shed!
Glazed with madness, sprinkled with pain
Eating the circles again and again!
The killer loves donuts, deep in the dark
Leaving a powdered-sugar mark!
[Guitar Solo]
[Outro]
Just a box of twelve, now it's down to none
The feast is over, the damage is done
Sprinkles on the floor...
Nothing more!