Old MacDonald Had a Hell

[Intro]
Old MacDonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.
But something wicked lived down there,
E-I-E-I-O.

[Verse 1]
With a BAA-BAA here,
And a SCREAM-SCREAM there,
Here a claw,
There a jaw,
Everywhere a nightmare.
Old MacDonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.

[Verse 2]
He had a black horse in the barn,
E-I-E-I-O.
With glowing eyes and broken horns,
E-I-E-I-O.
With a NEIGH-NEIGH here,
And a growl-growl there,
Here a hoof,
There a tooth,
Everywhere a nightmare.
Old MacDonald had a farm,
E-I-E-I-O.

[Chorus]
Old MacDonald had a Hell,
E-I-E-I-O.
He fed the Devil after dark,
And watched the fucking shadows grow.
With a BURN-BURN here,
And a SCREAM-SCREAM there,
Flames below,
Dead above,
Nothing here is safe from Hell.
Old MacDonald had a Hell,
E-I-E-I-O.

[Verse 3]
He had three pigs inside the shed,
E-I-E-I-O.
But they weren't pigs when morning came,
E-I-E-I-O.
With a SNORT-SNORT here,
And a growl-growl there,
Red eyes,
Sharp teeth,
Something's fucking everywhere.
Old MacDonald had a farm,
But Hell had taken over.

[Verse 4]
He had a rooster on the roof,
E-I-E-I-O.
It crowed at midnight instead of dawn,
E-I-E-I-O.
With a CROW-CROW here,
And a scream-scream there,
Black wings,
Dead things,
Flying fucking everywhere.
The rooster screamed the Devil's name,
And every grave began to shake.

[Breakdown]
OLD MACDONALD!
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?

YOU OPENED THE GATES!
NOW THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU!

BURN THE BARN!
BREAK THE CHAIN!

LET THE DEVIL
RUN THE FARM AGAIN!

[Verse 5]
The farmer ran toward the gate,
But something waited on the road.
A horned beast stood in the fog,
Carrying a bloody load.
It said, "You built this little Hell.
You gave me every key.
Now every soul upon this farm
Belongs to fucking me."

[Final Chorus]
Old MacDonald had a Hell,
E-I-E-I-O.
The animals began to speak,
And told him where to go.
With a BAA-BAA here,
And a SCREAM-SCREAM there,
Hell below,
Fire above,
Devils fucking everywhere.
Old MacDonald had a Hell,
And now he can't escape.

[Outro]
E-I-E-I-O...

The farm is dead.

The barn is burning.

And something's still
calling from the field.

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[Intro] Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O. But something wicked lived down there, E-I-E-I-O. [Verse 1] With a BAA-BAA here, And a SCREAM-SCREAM there, Here a claw, There a jaw, Everywhere a nightmare. Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O. [Verse 2] He had a black horse in the barn, E-I-E-I-O. With glowing eyes and broken horns, E-I-E-I-O. With a NEIGH-NEIGH here, And a growl-growl there, Here a hoof, There a tooth, Everywhere a nightmare. Old MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O. [Chorus] Old MacDonald had a Hell, E-I-E-I-O. He fed the Devil after dark, And watched the fucking shadows grow. With a BURN-BURN here, And a SCREAM-SCREAM there, Flames below, Dead above, Nothing here is safe from Hell. Old MacDonald had a Hell, E-I-E-I-O. [Verse 3] He had three pigs inside the shed, E-I-E-I-O. But they weren't pigs when morning came, E-I-E-I-O. With a SNORT-SNORT here, And a growl-growl there, Red eyes, Sharp teeth, Something's fucking everywhere. Old MacDonald had a farm, But Hell had taken over. [Verse 4] He had a rooster on the roof, E-I-E-I-O. It crowed at midnight instead of dawn, E-I-E-I-O. With a CROW-CROW here, And a scream-scream there, Black wings, Dead things, Flying fucking everywhere. The rooster screamed the Devil's name, And every grave began to shake. [Breakdown] OLD MACDONALD! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO? YOU OPENED THE GATES! NOW THEY'RE COMING FOR YOU! BURN THE BARN! BREAK THE CHAIN! LET THE DEVIL RUN THE FARM AGAIN! [Verse 5] The farmer ran toward the gate, But something waited on the road. A horned beast stood in the fog, Carrying a bloody load. It said, "You built this little Hell. You gave me every key. Now every soul upon this farm Belongs to fucking me." [Final Chorus] Old MacDonald had a Hell, E-I-E-I-O. The animals began to speak, And told him where to go. With a BAA-BAA here, And a SCREAM-SCREAM there, Hell below, Fire above, Devils fucking everywhere. Old MacDonald had a Hell, And now he can't escape. [Outro] E-I-E-I-O... The farm is dead. The barn is burning. And something's still calling from the field.

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