Gordon

E                      A            E
To those who knew him, Gordon was a browbeater
E                     B
Wretched, filthy, and ugly was he
E                    A                E
Delinquent was sick, perverted, and a cheater
E                B                E
And through only one eye could he see
E                                     A              E
He fancied himself a cannibal and the kids, he would chase
E                                       B
Into the fields where they could not be heard
E                                     A                   E
He would tend to eat the brain, while molesting a private place
E
The games he devised were wicked and absurd

            A
And we sang one, two, three!
          E
He was as evil as could be
A
Six six six!
B
Was how he got his kicks

E                               A               E
The derelict would squat in the shacks he could find
E                                B
Where he'd tarnish the floors in red
E
He captured stray cats until he felt so inclined
             B
To beat them until they were dead

            A
And we sang one, two, three!
          E
He was as evil as could be
A
Six six six!
B
Was how he got his kicks

E
And the people that knew Gordon
    A
All wished that he would die
E              B            E       A
Go to hell and fry, Gordon, fry!
E              B            E
Go to hell and fry, Gordon, fry!

E
There was a last lamenting at a proud mother's grave
E
Her tears were woeful and lavish
E                               A            E
When Gordon caught sight of her, he began to crave
E
He approached her with plans to ravish
E             A                              E
As Gordon was molesting, the ground began to shake
E                                   B
Dead mother started rising from her grave
     E
Well she could not rest in peace
E
For her daughter's sake
E
She returned so her child she could save
E                                  A              E
The culprit was caught and for his sins, he would die
E                              B
Dead mother would not permit a rape
    E                         A                 E
The corpse thrust her fingers into his one good eye
E                B            E
Blinding him, so he could not escape
E
Now Gordon is no more!
   A               E
We found him yesterday!
E                       B
Naked and bloody as can be!
        E
Now you know that punk deserved
   A
To die that gruesome way!
   E
We left him there for everyone to see!

            A
And we sang one, two, three!
          E
He was as evil as could be
A
Six six six!
B
Was how he got his kicks

E
And the people that knew Gordon
    A
All wished that he would die
E              B            E       C
Go to hell and fry, Gordon, fry!
E              B            E       A
Go to hell and fry, Gordon, fry!
E              B
Go to hell and fry
       E
Gordon Fry!

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