Yes, I am from the Tribe people come and then they die To hail me, oh, me With tomahawks of cane We split their heads and eat the me, oh, hail me
All the while I see your face is Hold your fire the clock keeps ticking of Jesus, still your pain won't end Ask though your mind is lying through, time's slippin' through your hands
With guns of chalk we our names We the book, we author pain Hail me, oh, me The TV speak in rhymes The clues we leave and you'll find me, oh, hail me
All the while I see your is turning Hold your fire the clock keeps ticking of Jesus, still your pain won't end Ask forgiveness though your mind is Slippin' through, time's slippin' your hands
your fire while the clock keeps ticking Talk of Jesus, still pain won't end Ask forgiveness though your mind is Slippin' through your, slippin' through hands
Yes, we come from the Tribe Where losers come to fix their To me, oh, hail me With giant are sugar made We close you in and the grave me, oh, hail me
And all the while I see your face is Hold your fire while the clock keeps Talk of Jesus, still your pain end Ask though your mind is lying Slippin' through your, slippin' your
The witches dancing inside their The people all go insane from the Peppermint From the Peppermint Tribe, the Peppermint Tribe