Crooked Man

Beware the crooked man
He walked a crooked mile
Found a sixpence upon a crooked stile

Boys and girls I wonder have you
Heard this one before?
It's guranteed to leave you
In a state of dreading more
On this night I'll tell you all
About this crooked tale
So grab a crucifix and let the story begin

There was a crooked man and
He walked a crooked mile
He found a crooked sixpence
Upon a crooked stile
He bought a crooked cat
Which caught a crooked mouse
And they lived together
In a little crooked house

This is not fantasy
This is where all bad dreams are born
He is not real.. He's just a
Scary thought inside your head
Go grab a crucifix it seems
I have awoken him
Keep that wooden cross
Very close tonight

He met a crooked woman
And he found a crooked preach
They had a crooked marriage
On a crooked little beach
They had some crooked children
And they lived a crooked life
The crooked man, the cat, the mouse
The children and the wife

He is murderous, insane
He's got his eyes on you baby
Turn it up and scream
Turn it up, turn it up
He wants that innocence
Murderous, insane
He wants to drag you back to Hell

They were happy for a number of
Crookedly long years
Lived a life of crooked happiness
No worries and no fears
Until one day the crooked
Wife upset the crooked man
He yelled a crooked yell and
Then he hit her and he ran

So kids, beware the crooked man
He walked crooked mile
Upon a crooked stile
When I killed my wife and kids
I smiled a crooked smile

The crooked man came again
At the stroke of twelve
That was when their crooked
Life became a living Hell
There was a crooked man
He walked crooked mile
And when he killed his wife and kids
He smiled a crooked smile

Sleep well tonight kids