Doctor Victor - Sulfur

He had it all figured out

He’d do you nut with dynamite

He chased the dragon on the porcelain god

He mixed in the white and the blue in his blood

It’s God’s mistakes, cry needles and tears

The cat was born from his mother’s ear

Cheeky the bleeder, the holy cookie pusher

The candy man is an ankle biter

That’s when he came, all in disguise

Red knuckles and blood shot eyes

Crawling the floor, kissing the ground

The candy man was no more around

And if you tell my tale a tit

I’ll make sure your tongue will be slit

And all those crying dogs around

Will come and have a little bit