Carolina Reaper

She's never coming back, oh no (oh no)
The sauce she made will pay
The devils toll (the devils toll)
'Cus Carolina reaped
What she sowed (what she sowed)
She's buried where the red
Fruit grows (the red fruit grows)

Down by the bayou
Where the devil grow pepper
The chili flows red like
Blood down the river
Smell of hot sauce rises up like a fog
You could cut it with a knife
You could skin it like a dog

Smell is so strong it will grow you a pair
When the voodoo lady's cooking diseases disappear
I've seen apparitions fade in and fade away
If somebody need to taste it she raise 'em from the grave

She got black magic hot in a pot
And it's as strong as a hydrogen bomb
Her house lies far of the side of the map
Only satan knows the way
But he ain't goin back, YEP!

So beware, don't dare tread the swamp at night
She got souls at her bidding keeping demons out
Don't breathe in the fumes, you will lose your mind
This is the song of Carolina the queen of tounge fire

She's never coming back, oh no (oh no)
The sauce she made will pay
The devils toll (the devils toll)
'Cus Carolina reaped
What she sowed (what she sowed)
She's buried where the red
Fruit grows (the red fruit grows)

Once upon a story holy preacher went ahead
To look for a girl who made the sauce turn red
Long live the swamp queen wIth the bones in the shed
Made a doll with the pins and then off with the head

I have come for the cleanse, I'm sure that you knew
And I've heard your cry like an audio tune
I know you picked peppers for a thousand moons
Had to fall and raise hell it was all you could do

Locked away, each day, all 365
With a filthy black soul buried far from the sky
I know you met the devil looked him dead in the eye
And let the steam swim high and let the darkness rise

The man with the script has to hide 'til the dawn
A cross on his chest should protect him from harm
"On the last day I'll rise" said the book of John
Seems the hour is close, Carolina will fall

She's never coming back, oh no (oh no)
The sauce she made will pay
The devils toll (the devils toll)
'Cus Carolina reaped
What she sowed (what she sowed)
She's buried where the red
Fruit grows (the red fruit grows)

It aint my fault said carolina
Ever since the day when the devil found her
He promised her power beyond of control
All he needed was a voodoo dolly made of the lord

She told him right there "I'm rather a slave"
It was said and done, Carolina's swept away
Now she's growing, hot glowing, red vile creations
Peppers so strong almost the devil cant take 'em

She got an idea for another breed
To make a voodoo reaper pepper
Even Satan would fear
Now she's down by the bayou
Cooking chili all nights
The demon ran away
But the reaper he likes 'em

So preach holy priest
What your bible teach
The devil aint got a book
But he got evil seeds. and
If you eat of the fruit
That has a burning feel
Remember me six feet
Down below and my deeds

She's never coming back, oh no (oh no)
The sauce she made will pay
The devils toll (the devils toll)
'Cus Carolina reaped
What she sowed (what she sowed)
She's buried where the red
Fruit grows (the red fruit grows)

She's never coming back, oh no (oh no)
The sauce she made will pay
The devils toll (the devils toll)
'Cus Carolina reaped
What she sowed (what she sowed)
She's buried where the red
Fruit grows (the red fruit grows)