I'm leaving on a horse-drawn carriage

If they can pull the horses into hell

None of my friemds will ride through here

The people here are under a spell

Maybe it's the hypnotic persuasion

Perhaps there's been withcraft

I'm leaving on a horse-drawn carriage

If they can pull the horses into hell

I've considered mass elimination

But then I would go to jail

I'll take out insurance policies

Then ignite every sleepy head

They won't even know what hit them

While they're burning in their beds
.
Peace out from this horse-drawn carriage

I'm checking tf out of hell