DeBaphomet Copyright 2026 All rights reserved ------------------------------------------------ [Intro chorus] In a room full of people You'll see, you'll see Each one standing here has done something obscene The Florist— The Butcher— The Weaver pulls strings— This town hides more secrets than you'd believe— [Verse 1] I've been to places none dare to record Each one claiming their space on the board And this town— Its hallowed ground— Hummin its ominous sound Got my morals twist 'round and unbound The florist knew the bar keep's favorite flower [Lead singer] Beautiful, marigolds, the shade of whiskey sour Then one late midnight hour Out went the power And lately she's been braggin' bout some decent "plant powder" Wasn't he cremated? Yes, I think so~! [Chorus] In a room full of people You'll see, you'll see Each one standing here has done something obscene The Florist— The Butcher— The Weaver pulls strings— This town hides more secrets than you'd believe— [Verse 2] While the town around me bloomed with blood red roses I passed a shop hanging game in enticing poses The butcher— Meat hooker— And damn he was a looker But heard he had a fallin' out with the inn booker The local inn was know to make strange arrangements Somethin to do with people not makin their payments And down in the basement Lay peculiar containments And lately there's been cuts hung with too familiar placements It's been tough to get a room... New inn keeper coming soon! [Chorus] In a room full of people You'll see, you'll see Each one standing here has done something obscene The Florist— The Butcher— The Weaver pulls strings— This town hides more secrets than you'd believe— [Bridge] The Librarian? A once well-known contrarian— The local doctor? A useful monster off his rocker— Well damn, what about the tailor, you know, the town's Weaver? You didn't know? We called you to replace that non-believer! [Chorus] In a room full of people You'll see, you'll see Each one standing here has done something obscene The Florist— The Butcher— Now you pull the strings— This town hides more secrets that I now weave! [Outro Chorus] In a room full of people You'll see, you'll see In a room full of people You'll see, you'll see
