Catch Me When You Can
Mary had a little lamb,
Carved her up, like dinner ham.
Her rosy cheeks began to peel,
Her very soul I aim to steal
Run, run river,
Once I'm done I'll eat her liver.
And if you wait, I just may send
The blade that takes them to the end.
Run, run river,
Coursing from her throat.
Run blood river,
You haven't got a hope.
