| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Last night I dreamed that I took your life |
| We cut it up together with a sharpened knife |
| Then next night I found a dead horse in your bed |
| And when I rolled over it was you instead |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Every time you lied, you actually died |
| Shot in the head, in a cupboard and fried |
| The next day I came, I was in a frame |
| Hannibal the Cannibal all over again |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| And the wind blows, dreams of my rose |
| And the wind blows, dreams of my rose |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable |
| Oh, oh, oh, (did you do it or did you see), it’s unthinkable |