Crabman

At night
Crabman drunk
Back to Home
Straight to Hell!

One more shot
One more punch
One more prunk now
Straight to hell!

In the streets the freak is a kind of man
Ever smiling with the freaky weird crab hand
But te family ever hated, the drunk scum bag
No money, just violence in the white trash had

At night
Crabman drunk
Back to Home
Straight to Hell!

One more shot
One more punch
One more prunk now
Straight to hell!

But the crabman sat on his bed after smashed them all
Bute he crab family made great revenge
they take six gun and shoot on his face
The crabman don't say no words, the old scum die