Well

Hi kids

I’m the voice in the toolshed

Kiss-kiss

Where your uncle lost his forehead

Step right up

For the two-hand surprise

I turn “peekaboo”

To “who needs eyes?”

The axe loves you

From your skull to your shoes

Gonna split this family in two

But the axe

The axe loves you

The axe loves you

Every drip

Every drool

You can scream

You can spew

But the axe

The axe loves you

Mom said

“Don’t run with sharp things

Son”

Too late

Now we’re playing “headless one”

Red polka dots

On the black-and-white TV

I’m the star of the show

And you’re my meat

The axe loves you

From your skull to your shoes

Gonna split this family in two

But the axe

The axe loves you

The axe loves you

Every drip

Every drool

You can scream

You can spew

But the axe

The axe loves you

Line up

Kiddies

Ticket’s cheap

One small cut

You’ll fall asleep

Sweet dreams

Teeth in a cereal bowl

Sign here

I’ll keep your soul

The axe loves you

From your skull to your shoes

Gonna split this family in two

But the axe

The axe loves you

The axe loves you

Every drip

Every drool

You can scream

You can spew

But the axe

The axe loves you