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A long time ago in Wisconsin

There was four in the family, whose name was the Geins

They were shunning the city with the birth of their two born

The Mother just hated all of the boozing whores

There'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies

A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string

Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born

The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse

Now Mom's seen some sinning and it gave her pain

She said in fact, I'm going to make it change

She said hey Father know what, I'll tell you what to do

To Plainfield we're going to move

Ed gets some of the Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies

A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string

Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born

The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse

Then no one was there with Ed all alone

He was digging up graves in the dark, just as his brain started going

He bought books on cannibals and sex changes too

And he called out, as he read through
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Hey Mom, I got your Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies

A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string

Mother cried loath the whores in Ed's brain was soaring

And he just would make things from an old woman's corpse

When no one was out Ed was robbing graves

Taking home the bodies, playing silly games

Sticking and slashing when his brain was soar

All those willing gruesome whores

They'll be Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies

A head in a burlap sack and lips on a string

Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born

The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse

Corpse art sort of soothing, but drifting with the time

Two women looked much like his Mom so they died

The authorities came around and escorted him away

And that's why he'd never see another corpse to this very day

You'll see Gein wear that's made of embalmed ladies

A heart in a frying pan and lips on a string

Some scraps and fats and skeletons and sure as you're born

The ugliest of all was the oozing corpse

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