Jig of Death

Oh, Donnie was a loner who would prowl the streets at night He'd antagonize the children Just to try to start a fight He'd round up all the cats in town and dig them all a tomb I don't wish death on any person But I hope it finds you soon Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die I really hate your face Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die I really hate your face At nine he robbed the market At ten he robbed it more At eleven he would light a match And burn down the whole store He'd violate all of the ladies Fresh brake pads by noon I don't wish death on any person But I hope it finds you soon Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die I really hate your face Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die I really hate your face One night he did approach me On the day my daddy died He said "your mom is sure a looker" And he flashed his wicked smile Well, I lost my cool I pinned him down And then I told him true I don't wish death on any person But I'll bring it quick to you Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die I really hate your face Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die I really hate your- Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die Oh Donnie, diddle-diddle, oh Donnie die The Jig of Death won't wait