I've been working on a new original song for a little while, and it's now finished. It's a little bit of a departure from the stuff I've done to this point. The lyrics are kind of a joke... Kari insisted that I find some use for the phrase "crotch killer." The first thing that came to mind was the Bobbitt insanity, so I ran with it. (lyrics can be found after the jump.) So, after four long years of no full-on originals, I present "P.A.B."
Lyrics:
A fateful night, one which won't soon be forgotten
This punishment which his actions have begotten
They say it's wise not to cross a woman scorned
He was warned
It's a sideshow act in the making
When a crotch comes up for the killing
One too many times did he get some on the side
To become a crotch killer, his lady did decide
The die was cast and the freak show was their fate
It's a sideshow act in the making
When a crotch comes up for the killing
Lives lived on a tabloid page
All because of a fit of rage