BUTTHOLE SURFERS LYRICS

"In The Cellar"

Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in
And he eats in the alley and keeps track of my sins
When he starts talking backwards your head starts to spin
And he really freaks me out when he peels off his skin

Well there's a creep in the cellar that I'm gonna let in
There's a hole in his brain where his mind should have been
When he start rubbing wrinkles he gets pretty fat
When he starts talking nickelback, diamondback, Muscleback

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