from the album "SKOLD vs KMFDM"
WHY ME
Certainty and confidence, loyalty and diligence; dignity, vigilance, eloquence, intelligence.Black shadows, bleeding hearts, blood in, blood out; two together, worlds apart, blood in, blood out.
Why, why me, why not?
ANTIGEIST
Take another look and try to read between the lines, dig beneath the surface, learn to see without your eyes.You will feel my consequence in whatever you decide, your drowning logic tries to swim against the tide.
Rifles and bibles, doubters and disciples.
I am revision killing time, I am delusion by design, I am the definition undefined, I am the Antigeist.
I am the static on the line, I am the offer to decline, I am the serpentine align, I am the Antigeist.
Worship nothing.
Break it down, tear away the spaces in between, I know the pain ahead but never intervene,
You'll feel my consequence wherever you may be; one down, none to go, God is a machine.
Rifles and bibles, doubters and disciples.
I am the virgin in concrete, I am untouchable elite, I am the taste of retreat, I am the Antigeist.
I am the total incomplete, I am lurking underneath, I am the ultra-heavy beat, I am the Antigeist.
Worship nothing.
First blood, second sight, the missing frequency; black out, the guiding light, improbability.
You'll feel my consequence, whoever you may be, the world is not black and white but that's all you see.
BLOODSPORT
Are you ready? Bring it on!Modern-day gladiators, leather-clad legionnaires, über-goth latex faeries, raucous revolutionaries.
All against all, enter the ring, the game of games, bloodsport is king.
Come on, bring it, bring it on!
Let the game begin, let blood flow, may the best man win, start the show, bloodsport.
Dog-day afternoon disciples, ultra-heavy beat fanatics, dada situationists, mutilated fetishists.
Come on, bring it, bring it on!
Let the game begin, heads will roll, let the lions in, start the show, bloodsport.
Mate, decimate, human animal is king.
LOVE IS LIKE
One day you will crack it, the enemy inside, the pig always slipping away.Winning seems so probable until you lose, the only real conclusion is the one you choose.
Love is like a bullet in the head, what you heard is never what I said.
Love is like a bullet in the head, what I wrote is never what you read.
Someday you will find it, a way to say goodbye, a way to put the memories aside.
It's only getting better once you cross the line, every trace of happiness erased in time.
IT'S NOT WHAT
None so blind as those that will not see, fools rush in where angels fear to tread.What we acquire without sweat we give away without regret.
In your heart you know you're right, in your heart you know you might go on.
Fingers crossed, eyes wide shut, make do with what you got.
It's not what you do, babe, it's what you don't; not who you screw, baby, it's who you don't, who you won't.
In your heart you know where you stand, in your heart you know you can't go on.
Head stuck up your ass, good luck, you're a mess.
It's not what you do, babe, it's what you don't; not who you screw, baby, it's who you don't, who you won't.
Youth is wasted on the young, a little knowledge is a dangerous thing, learn to crawl before you walk, before you run.
In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.
It's not what you do, babe, it's what you don't; not what you will, baby, it's what you won't.
A COMMON ENEMY
Unite, exponentially increase, spread like a disease, accumulate and agitate.Unite, conquer and divide, the future is on your side, multiply or die.
A common enemy makes the best of friends, somehow the means justify the end.
Combine, put your differences aside, a union bona fide, two as one, twice as strong.
Combine, defined by the bond, the objectives correspond, the goal is mutual.
A common enemy makes the best of friends, somehow the means justify the end.
Common decency is not so common at all, somehow the deals justify the calls.
Connect, the leaders call for change, but the struggle stays the same, unity for liberty.
Connect, on the backs of the poor, a reign of a thousand wars, apathy means slavery.
ERROR 404
I got the beats, I got the juice, I got a story for the news, I got my soul for sale.I got the rhymes, I got the fame, but not a fucking ounce of shame, I'm going straight to hell.
Turn and face the changes, there's a world of things that you don't know.
All the new and strange feelings, there's a world outside waiting there for you.
I got the style, bad to the bone, I'm just another fucking clone of the popular ideal.
I am rich and I'm hot, I'm everything that you're not, but none of this is real.
Turn and face the changes, there's a world of things that you don't know.
All the new and strange feelings, there's a world outside waiting there for you.
There is a message here, but the signal's breaking up; there is a message here, but the throughput's not enough.
PORN, KITSCH & FIREARMS
There's a million filthy losers for every clean winner, illusion is sacred, truth is profane, like an unpinned grenade, unchain, unleash, uncontrol, undermine.Defend your ideologies, mechanical societies, paranoia versus self-defence, suicide, murder, pornography, kitsch and firearms.
There's a million sorry users for every born sinner, illusion is pleasure, the truth made of pain,
Watching history fade, unchanged, untied, gun control, underlined,
Chemical anxieties, emotional amputees, fall in love at first offence, assisted murder, pornography, kitsch and firearms.
GROMKY
Teach me what is right and what is wrong, show me how to act and to belong,Tell me where the puzzle pieces fit, where to start and when to quit.
I think we might be having a little too much fun.
After all is said and done I will cut out your mother's tongue, pooshka to the gulliver, gromky.
Show me how the world's not black and white, how to tell my left from right,
Teach me how to love my fellow man, be courteous and lend a helping hand.
If it feels so fucking good then it must be wrong.
ALKOHOL
Stirred and shaken, up on the rocks, neat and straight, never too late, fill my cup and seal my fate.Name your poison, name your vice, fuel the fire deep inside, revel in your own demise.
Martini cocktail, Singapore sling, guzzle, sip, gulp, infuse, no excuse, hail the booze, bottoms up.
Alcohol, somebody's gonna get their face bashed in tonight, we don't need a fucking reason to start a fight.
The devil goes by many names, ceremonious libation, pure intoxication, let's get basted, shit-faced, wasted.
Name your poison, name your vice, fuel the fire deep inside, revel in your own demise.
A spirited muse, distilled from passion, superficially profound, a friend in need, a friend indeed, here's to another round, bottoms up.
Alcohol, somebody's gonna get their face based in tonight, we don't need a fucking reason to start a fight.
Smashed, trashed, pissed, tanked, sloshed, blitzed, ripped, bombed.
ALL OR NOTHING
When push comes to shove, it pours down from up above, but you painfully pursue your point of view.The once up turns to down, it comes on from all around, but you blissfully insist to take the risk.
It's all or nothing, with your back against the wall, you better learn to take a fall.
The last lucky touch, all fingers digging dust, while you ritually admit you can't quit.
One hand deals the blow, the other the undertow, and you righteously deny it's do or die.
It's all or nothing, with your back against the wall, you better learn to take a fall.
Twice upon a long ago, still seeping down from below, so you beautifully concede to be naïve.
A blood line in the sand, lost grip on the upper hand, with a bittersweet goodbye, you cross the line.
from the album "BLITZ"
Nineteenth degree, all gods beware, energy equals mc squared.
Goodbye world, blue planet Earth, our time is up, for what it's worth.
Going down in flames, we cheer the puppeteer.
Full blown chaos, pandemonium, up Uranus, adios amigos, last call on planet fucked.
You trade on the bones of lost memories, ever spiralling down, without hope, without cease.
Rampage, turmoil, the iceberg's tip, the rats have left the stinking ship.
A bleating throng, the final rout, the maw of Moloch will sort them out.
Going down in flames, we cheer the puppeteer.
Full blown chaos, up Uranus, pandemonium, adios amigos, last call on planet fucked.
A broken record, a throwaway toy, last exit now or self-destroy.
Feed the Moloch.
BAIT & SWITCH
(Violence breeds violence, depression breeds retaliation, and only a cleansing of our whole society can remove this sickness from our souls.)Fear not what the future holds, rest your weary bones, I'll do the rest; careful as I gentle down like a sacred cow, give you my best.
Rest assured, I know you know, truth is good to win the goal, there comes a time, fight or flight, all behold, the legacy mine.
Hark! the herald angels sing, glory to the king of kings, a better life imagined through his eyes, a veil of finely calibrated lies.
Bait and switch, one and all, full of shit, bait and switch, everything in time.
Follow me down the garden path, take you by the hand, lead you astray; don't look back, leave the past behind, let bygones be gone, live for today.
In control, make no mistake, the world is mine alone to take, all for one and one for none, in God we trust to seal our fate.
Hark! the herald angels sing, glory to the king of kings, a better life imagined through his eyes, a veil of finely calibrated lies.
Bait and switch, one and all, full of shit, bait and switch, everything in time.
(The wrongs have ever been righted by an assassin's bullet.)
DAVAI
Давай, брат, давай; oбъеденимся и завтра не будет чёрнo-белым.Вперёд, брат, давай; давай убедимся что завтра не будет о богатом и бедном.
Давай, брат, давай; давай водки за дружбу и ботинком под зад.
Давай, брат, давай; возможно мы последние вперёд смотри и в прошлом не живи.
Вперёд, брат, учение проложит путь в воинственный покой который завоюет мир.
Давай, брат, давай; давай водки за дружбу и ботинком под зад.
The fog has lifted, the blood has dried, youth of the world, your time is now, don't fight, unite.
NEVER SAY NEVER
Me, myself and I will defy, promises in vain, don't see eye to eye.Exile, whatever it takes, I don't learn from my mistakes, I've got a naughty habit to break.
Never say never cause I'd do it again, I'll never say never again, I confess.
I'll never say never again, never say never cause I'd do it again, I confess.
Candy apple red smears my skin, I like the feel of it spilling out over the edge.
Biting my lip, carried away, faster and harder, blue in the face, bad girl, will you ever behave?
Never say never cause I'd do it again, I'll never say never again, I confess.
I'll never say never again, never say never cause I'd do it again, I confess.
Let the flood begin, bloodletting, wash away my sin.
POTZ BLITZ!
Potz Blitz!Teil des ganzen, Wahnsinnsapparats, Schläferzelle im Verräterstaat,
Vom Blitz getroffen, vom Donner gerührt, aus Totenstarre heraus katapultiert.
Potz Blitz, erkenne dich selbst, finde das Maß, tu was du willst,
Potz Blitz, bis ans Ende der Welt, Potz Blitz, was das Zeug hält.
Blindgänger, Herkunft nicht bekannt, unberechenbar, außer Rand und Band.
Auf Gedeih und Verderb, auf Teufel komm raus, aller Warnung zum Trotz, volle Kraft voraus.
Potz Blitz, erkenne dich selbst, finde das Maß, tu was du willst,
Potz Blitz, bis ans Ende der Welt, Potz Blitz, was das Zeug hält.
Nacktes Grauen, blanker Hohn, verkauft verraten, Judaslohn.
Auf Gedeih und Verderb, auf Teufel komm raus, jenseits von Gut und Böse, große Fahrt voraus, Potz Blitz.
Teil des ganzen, Wahnsinnsapparats, Schläferzelle im Verräterstaat.
Auf Gedeih und Verderb, auf Teufel komm raus, aller Warnung zum Trotz, volle Kraft voraus.
Letztes Vorstoss, die Grenzen des Seins, Nichts ist unmöglich, selbstbestimmt ganz allein.
PEOPLE OF THE LIE
Whatever you believe, nobody cares, whatever it is you think you know, don't give a goddamn,Reality is bullshit, reflection is a concept based on your own fucked up ideal.
Don't call if part of your faith, another way you justify hate.
Voices shouting underwater drown you out, steal your air, blinded by their own illusion through a crooked looking glass.
Army of thieves, blood on their hands, lightning, fire and brimstone, they'll say whatever they can.
Conspiracy theories, arrogant trash, they prowl alone and travel in packs.
Voices shouting in the water drag you down, steal your air, dissolute, diabolic, snake oil salesmen everywhere, people of the lie.
Whatever you believe, nobody cares, idol worship, made-up fantasy, don't push your deity on me.
Reality is bullshit, reflection is a concept based on your own fucked up ideal, people of the lie.
BEING BOILED
Listen to the voice of Buddha saying 'stop your sericulture'.Little people like your offspring boiled alive for some god's stocking, Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting.
Just because the kid's an orphan is no excuse for thoughtless slaying.
People, don't forget this torture, just because you call her mother doesn't mean that she's your better .
Once more with the voice of Buddha, he'll say 'carry on your slaughter'.
Who cares for the little children you may slice with no conviction, blind revenge on a blameless victim?
STRUT
Your monkey business won't get the best of me, not the kind to take it light, put up with tomfoolery.Playing Mister Nice Guy, leading me on, sure enough, two on the side, we both know you done me wrong.
Play, fun, stray, lust, cheat, front, lies, strut, on and on with everything I got.
Giving up, had enough, I mean it this time, walking out with my head held high, strut out the door.
You've got the nerve to say it's alright, a real woman doesn't need a man-child telling her lies.
Own up, stop pretending that you're the talk of the town, say it once and for the last time, I'm the best you'll ever have.
Two-faced, thrill, hunt, trapped, caught, tricked, strut on and on with everything I got.
Giving up, had enough, I mean it this time, walking out with my head held high, strut out the door.
BITCHES
All these years, all this time, we have been messing with your mind, you thought us noble, rad and true, you just don't have a fucking clue.All the humour, pun and wit, a heaping steaming pile of shit, with a smile and a wink, we make believe our poop don't stink.
Rip the system, revolution, adding fuel to your confusion, gobble up the crap we feed you, we don't really love and need you.
We just want your cold hard cash, get our hands into your stash, now shut up, listen and behold, finally the truth be told.
We're only in it for the money, to dip our fingers in your honey, we pretend to no end, we are bitches for your riches.
Blindsided by audacity of a handsome crook from Germany, a million sheets of patient paper chronicle his every caper.
You never had us figured out, lent stature, relevance and clout, even called us pioneers when really we were privateers.
You revelled in our plagiarism, joined into the onanism, your pompousness and indecorum spewed on every online forum.
How you dribbled, how you drooled, priceless how we had you fooled, we hijacked your bedazzled soul for ransom to be paid in gold.
We're only in it for the money, to dip our fingers in your honey, we pretend to no end, we are bitches for your riches.
We're only in it for the game, sex and drugs and rock and roll fame, to parade the charade, we are jamming for your mammon.
We're only in it for the encore, we want it all and then some more, men of deeds for proceeds, prime booty is our duty.
We just want your cold hard cash, get our hands into your stash, now shut up, listen and behold, finally the truth be told.
We're only in it for returns, a greased palm never burns, can't get enough to stuff the orifice of avarice.
We're only in it for the money, to dip our fingers in your honey, we pretend to no end, we are bitches for your riches.
ME & MY GUN
Free association, psycho fucking pricks, the art of becoming is the beginning of the end.Bastard child from a rabid bitch, suicidal tendencies, born high risk.
Go to town with a pump gun up your – AK-47, 92 Beretta,
Don't give a good goddamn what you think of me or what I do.
H&K MP5, Smith & Wesson Model 29, SPS Glock 17, a one-man army I was born to be.
Do it for kicks, do it for fun, do it for love, like hand in glove, me and my gun.
No prior violation, let thy will be done, give praise to this motherfucking white trash scum.
Without provocation, kill anyone, ready for action, whatever may come.
Go to town with a pump gun up your – AK-47, 92 Beretta,
Don't give a good goddamn what you think of me or what I do.
H&K MP5, Smith & Wesson Model 29, SPS Glock 17, a one-man army I was born to be.
Do it for kicks (show and tell), do it for fun (shotgun shell), do it for love (raise hell), like hand in glove, me and my gun.
I hate Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, everyday always, just an ordinary girl at war with the everyday world.
You can blame it on the media, circus for the stars, music, movies or the man in Mars,
But I am what I am, just as before, no fear or remorse, evil to the core.
Now listen up kid, it ain't cool to shoot up your school.
TAKE'M OUT
You are in enemy country (everybody here is dangerous), one mistake may cost your life (it's a dangerous place).Where there's a will there'll be a way, which doesn't kill will lead you astray.
Born out of spite, malice and ire, rivers of blood, baptised by fire.
All that you knew, what you believed, lock, stock and barrel, sold out and deceived.
Too late for remorse, revolt, rebel, this is moral bombing, your personal hell.
Victory imminent, promised by the powers, forty thousand dead in under two hours.
We are the good guys keeping it keen, nice and easy, lean and mean.
We are the good guys, this is routine, taking you out, neat and clean.
Hang in there.
Here and now, courage and guts.
Take them out, every single one of them.
from the album "WTF?!"
KRANK
Hit rock bottom, end of the line, outhouse of life where the sun don’t shine.Down and out, straddling demise, get a grip on yourself, pick up and rise.
Achtung, here we come with another motherfucking dirty bomb.
Krank, crank it to eleven, Kein Mehrheit Für Die Mitleid twenty-four/seven.
Once again rings true what we always knew, KMFDM is the drug for you.
Top of the world, designed to destruct, with wings unfurled, sky-high and fucked.
Out of the true, crash and burn, or slow down and subdue, live and learn.
Achtung, here we come with another motherfucking dirty bomb.
Achtung, here we come, freedom is a loaded shotgun.
Krank, crank it to eleven, Kein Mehrheit Für Die Mitleid twenty-four/seven.
Once again rings true what we always knew, KMFDM is the drug for you.
COME ON - GO OFF
Below the belt, above the law, right the muzzle, left the claw.Within, without, get in, way out, in between, throughout, ever true, never doubt.
Far and beyond, we rise above, I against I, come on, go off.
Land underfoot, fly overhead, solve a puzzle, pose a threat.
Within, without, get in, way out, in between, throughout, after is before, less is more.
Far and beyond, we rise above, I against I, come on, go off.
Get in, get out, rise up, fall down, now or never, now forever.
A fucking takeover, shit or get off the pot; whatever you stand for, we do not.
What the fuck?! Hi-dee-hi, hi-dee-ho, come on, go off, here we go.
REBELS IN KONTROL
Warrior, vagabond, legend, whore, Mother Mary, underground gutter to the stars.Unchained feral cats in heat, just who do you think you are?
Rub it up, suck it dry, dirty, get your hands in, make it clean, like phoenix from the flame, rising up lean and mean.
Rebels in control, live the life we know.
Don’t second guess the buckshot, give a damn, make the rules up as we go, rebels in control.
(This is Radio KMFDM with breaking news: KMFDM are in control of all communications media worldwide. All systems have been ripped.
The internet has been shut down, all radio and television broadcasting has ceased, the military-industrial complex has surrendered to KMFDM rebel forces.)
Stealth fighter possessed, animal instinct at its best, black panther, shark skin, natural selection put to the test.
Birds, bees, honey in the hive, law of nature, call of the wild.
In for the kill, dogs in heat, follow the scent, wolves to the feast.
Rebels in control, live the life we know.
Don’t second guess the buckshot, give a damn, make the rules up as we go, rebels in control.
Made for action, built for speed, make no apologies.
What you see is what you get, walk through the world with a bulletproof vest.
(Your political leaders have been detained and are to be tried in kangaroo courts for their crimes committed against humanity.
Käpt'n K. is presiding over an emergency session of the UN Security Council in order to instate local interim governments before free and fair elections will be held.)
Make the rules up as we go, rebels in control.
(A humane future for the world’s population has begun today, hasta la victoria siempre.)
LYNCHMOB
Lynch mob, pigs in a motorcade, bearing down on you like birds of prey.In for the kill, law of the gun, deer in the headlights on the run.
Keep pushing me over and over again, follow the beacon, our Lady Liberty stands for none.
It's a vicious world, eating her own in the name of love, blood like rain.
Wolf pack circling, ten to one, face to the ground, ash on the sun.
JFK turning in his grave, rise of the swine, sign of the dove.
Money talks, what you got, what's your worth, can you buy another day of this hell on earth?
Another sorry motherfucker taken out, one man up on the body count.
Lynch mob, pigs in a motorcade, bearing down on you like birds of prey.
In for the kill, law of the gun, deer in the headlights on the run.
It's a vicious world, eating her own in the name of love, blood like rain.
You can't keep a good man down, fucking cliché when luck runs out.
Headfirst bound like a slave, mouth full of dirt, food for the worms.
Money talks, what you got, what's your worth, can you buy another day of this hell on earth?
Another sorry motherfucker taken out, one man up on the body count.
TAKE IT LIKE A MAN
Let's play a game of truth or dare, throw caution to the wind like we don't give a damn.I said me first, it's fun to learn things new, I'm playing house in your backyard and you don't stand a chance.
Talk, shout, catfight, show me what you got, cause I've got the goods, get the picture, step aside, take it like a man.
Tough talk, hot stuff, show me what you got, cause I've got the ring, get the picture, step outside, take it like a man.
Willy-nilly, get your head out of your ass, man-eater, bird of prey, get it while you can.
The kind of girl that makes the balls turn blue, suck it up like a champ, on your knees, here's some news for you.
Talk, shout, catfight, show me what you got, cause I've got the goods, get the picture, step aside, take it like a man.
Tough talk, hot stuff, show me what you got, cause I've got the ring, get the picture, step outside, take it like a man.
Tittle-tattle caught two time a-cheating, bad bad girl, gonna give you a beating.
Shut up, watch out, I'm not the type who'll take this lying down.
VIVE LA MORT!
Aces and eights, fate takes a hand, time liquefies, certain doom awaits.The pall's been cast, no quarter to be had, all shall perish, none shall last.
Enter the annihilator, enter the iconoclast, bona fide deicide, holy terror, fatal error.
Naked rotting piles of flesh, stripped of all divinity, Mother Mary, Jesus, God, unholy trinity.
Fire and sword, fate runs its course, auto-da-fé, vive la mort.
Enter the eradicator, enter the idoloclast, putrefied sacrifice, holy terror, fatal error.
Eat the carcase, drink the blood, rip, slit, sever, rend, revenants' last supper, unholy sacrament.
Cause and effect, in absence of sense, a maggot's bequest shall not resurrect.
DYSTOPIA
Take me to your Eden, pitch-black garden of evil, hell and back, full defence attack,Static white noise, a cross to bear, I come to confess.
I'm not leaving, I'll find my way back home, however far we go, come what may, no regrets, pull me in, don't look back.
Dystopia, the world is ours alone to waste, dystopia, drowning in our misery.
All this time, all your rage, breaking down, talking in tongues again, hara-kiri, seppuku, I won't stand by and lie in wait.
By the power of three, I conjure thee, protect all that surrounds me.
Follow you like Jesus, worn out, no control, Alice in a bloodstained dress down the rabbit hole.
Beggars scratch screaming, shattered lost souls, a cross to bear, I come to confess.
I'm not leaving, you will not walk alone to face the great unknown, come what may, no regrets, pull me in, don’t look back.
PANZERFAUST
Quando morirò strangolato dai tuoi capelli neri, quando morirò soffocato tra i tuoi dolci seni,Quando ti morirò di fame in grembo, quando morirò accecato dai tuoi occhi marrone,
Quando morirò con le vene tagliate sulle tue labbra, quando morirò bruciato nel tuo letto.
Non avrò imparato niente, le mani in catene, il cervello, un buco nel muro.
Panzerfaust.
Quando morirò annegato nel tuo calore, quando morirò avvelenato dal tuo sangue,
Quando morirò svanito in un tuo bacio, quando sarò morto seppelliscimi vicino al tuo cuore.
SPECTRE
A spectre is rising in the world today, born of disaster, fed on dismay.From the shackles of slavery, toil and pain, the people are rising to stake their claim.
A taste of this whip is all that you'll need to keep you in line, keep you down on your knees.
We are the bastards of mammon, we're here to stay, keep you bowing and scraping til your dying day.
A spectre is rising from sea to sea, a global solution for a global disease.
A spectre is rising from sea to sea, divided you’re conquered, united we’re free.
Miles above you and worlds apart, the bastards of mammon are playing their part,
To fatten their bellies and hollow our hearts, dystopian nightmare, war is art.
The face of the master is the face of the whore, hungry for money, always ready for more.
Hear him scratching just outside of your door, to feed on your children and conquer your shores.
A spectre is rising from sea to sea, a global solution for a global disease.
A spectre is rising from sea to sea, divided you’re conquered, united we’re free.
("What terrified me will terrify others. I need only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow.")
One if by land, two if by sea, three when we find you, down on your knees.
Blinded by prophets sick with disease, with holy irreverence, we do as we please.
AMNESIA
Nowhere to run, not a place to hide, black widow, butterfly, you’re free til winter falls on me.Set the clock, make you believe I hold the power to deceive, your wings rest fragile in my hands.
Amnesia, urgency, emergency, insurgency, amnesia.
Left behind, time to waste, burrowed in a fallen saint, I have not a memory in my heart.
No control, don’t recall who or what I was before, fill me without guilt, I won’t repent.
Amnesia, urgency, emergency, insurgency, amnesia.
No eye has seen, ear has heard, I cannot imagine her, a wanton womb of sick that won’t give up.
Arcane amputee bathing in depravity, blind, torture, kill, I won’t repent.
DEATH & BURIAL OF C.R.
Who killed Cock Robin? "I," said the sparrow, "with my bow and arrow, I killed Cock Robin."Who saw him die? "I," said the fly, "with my little eye, I saw him die."
Who caught his blood? "I," said the fish, "with my little dish, I caught his blood."
Who'll make the shroud? "I," said the beetle, "with my thread and needle, I'll make the shroud." Who'll dig his grave? "I," said the owl.
Who'll be the parson? "I," said the rook, "with my little book, I'll be the parson."
Who'll be the clerk? "I," said the lark, "if it's not in the dark, I'll be the clerk."
Who'll be chief mourner? "I," said the dove, "I mourn for my love, I'll be chief mourner."
Who'll carry the coffin? "I," said the kite, "if it's not through the night, I'll carry the coffin."
Who'll bear the pall? "I," said the wren, "both the cock and the hen, we'll bear the pall."
Who'll sing a psalm? "I," said the thrush, "as she sat on a bush, I'll sing a psalm."
Who'll toll the bell? "I," said the bull, because I can pull, I'll toll the bell."
All the birds of the air fell a-sighing and a-sobbing, when they heard the bell toll for poor Cock Robin.
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