To Catch A Killer - Gorerotted

My name is John and I dress as a clown, thirty one bodies I’ve buried

underground

A construction worker I like building flats and pulling rabbits out of hats

But under my make-up I’m a mischievous man

Killing as many boys as I can

Do they who I am?

I don’t think they do

Then I’ll send them a liver to give them a clue

I’ll send them a letter and write it in blood and tell them about the things

I’ve done

Brings them back, they drink beer, a deadly brew

Eating his boys has their flesh for his food

Gave them money to pose, put a drill in their head

Didn’t want them to leave tried to get them into bed

My name’s Ted Bundy and I kill for fun, nobody knows how many I’ve done

They tried to lock me up but I escaped from that place

And when they killed me I had a smile on my face

Killed my kids and the people that we had round to stay

Put them under the patio so they couldn’t get away

John George Haigh, you can’t catch me

One fatal error and guilty is my only plea

Thrity gallons of acid, down in the cellar

Thrity gallons of acid, false teeth of an unkown dweller

Come on Mrs D have a dance with me, it’s going to be your last

Sulphuric acid a major key

Four more before, it’s a perfect plan

Four more again

Kill as many as I can