[Verse 1] She keeps him tied up down in the crawlspace Burlap sack wrapped tight around his face While mama keeps him alive, is anybody's guess If he ever gets loose, it's sure to mean death [Chorus] Death! Death! It's what daddy does best Chainsawed grandpa wearing grandma's bloody dress Poor Uncle George got a pitchfork to the chest Death! Death! It's what daddy does best [Verse 2] He was born with evil in his green eyes Hanging house cats when he was just five He graduated to whores and hitchhikers Bragged about butchering broke down bikers [Chorus] Death! Death! It's what daddy does best Chainsawed grandpa wearing grandma's bloody dress Poor Uncle George got a pitchfork to the chest Death! Death! It's what daddy does best [Verse 3] He never laid a hand on mama or me Till one night he had a pint or three of Jim Beam He took a meat cleaver and chased us 'round the house Mama got a frying pan and knocked his ass out [Chorus] Death! Death! It's what daddy does best Chainsawed grandpa wearing grandma's bloody dress Poor Uncle George got a pitchfork to the chest Death! Death! It's what daddy does best [Verse 4] Now every Sunday mama makes eggs and home fries Takes a plate down in the dark where dad lies When she comes back up, her dress is a mess But there's a smile on her face after her date with death [Chorus] Death! Death! It's what daddy does best Chainsawed grandpa wearing grandma's bloody dress Poor Uncle George got a pitchfork to the chest Death! Death! It's what daddy does best
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