Wicked Wilson

Well, I knew a man named Wilson
Good lookin' man many women told a' me
His ways and what he's been doin'
I can't stand behind nor believe

When night falls and darkness pulls through
I wouldn't wanna be caught out alone, that's true
Cause you can't ever know what's hidin' behind
The silhouettes of Wicked Wilson's truth

Don't check the shed, don't check the freezer
Don't check anything that you don't really wanna know nothin' about
Don't dig in the garden
Don't dig in the front yard
And for the love of god don't check under the house

The FBI has been hauntin' him down
Been lookin' for this man that can't be found
But Wicked Wilson he has been leavin' clues
And he's northbound and still aloose

But there must come a time when he falls apart
A killin' spree can't last forever, I'm sure
We're closin' in, I can taste his sin
In a short amount of time he's in pen

Don't check the shed, don't check the freezer
Don't check anything that you don't really wanna know nothin' about
Don't dig in the garden
Don't dig in the front yard
And for the love of god don't check under the house

Door after door has been kicked in
Many a lives been taken for his win
A door unlocked, swings open and then
Wicked Wilson greets with his right hand

Don't check the shed, don't check the freezer
Don't check anything that you don't really wanna know nothin' about
Don't dig in the garden
Don't dig in the front yard
And for the love of god don't check under the house

Don't check the shed, don't check the freezer
Don't check anything that you don't really wanna know nothin' about
Don't dig in the garden
Don't dig in the front yard
And for the love of god don't check under...

My house



Credits
Writer(s): Nikolas Wade
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