Down is your cellar

You're gettin' into makin' poison


You slipped some on the side into my glass of wine


And I don't want any coffee homeground




Offer me a chocolate


No thank you, spoil my diet, know your game

Tell me just how come, these smell of bitter almonds?


It's a no no to your coffee homeground




Pictures of crippin'


Lipstick smeared


Torn wallpaper

Aren't these walls got ears here?





You won't get me with your belladonna in the coffee

And you won't get me with your arsenic in the pot of tea


And you won't get me in a hole to rot with your hemlock


On the rocks




Where does the plumbers


Who went a missin' here on Monday?

There was a tall man with his companion and I


And I bet you gave them coffee homeground




Maybe you're lonely


And only want a little company


Keep your recipes for the rats to eat

And may they rest in peace with coffee homeground





Pictures of crippin'

Lipstick smeared


Torn wallpaper


Aren't these walls got ears here?




You won't get me with your belladonna, in the coffee


And you won't get me with your arsenic, in the pot of tea

And you won't put me in a six-foot plot, with your hemlock


On the rocks




With your hemlock on the rocks

"Noch ein Glas, mein Liebchen?"

With your hemlock on the rocks


With your hemlock on the rocks

"Es schmeckt wunderbahr!"


With your hemlock on the rocks



With your hemlock on the rocks




With your hemlock on the rocks