Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blitzkid
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Matthews
Songwriter
Texty
[Verse 1]
Out here in the pumpkin patch
Beneath the dirt, I hide!
To kill unknowing farmers
And to strip them of their hides
Such an unlikely place for atrocities of this kind
My secret slaughterhouse is here
In the garden's where I thrive
[Verse 2]
The orange goblins speak to me in the night
As the moon casts shadows
The pumpkins come to life
[Verse 3]
Pick-axe in my hand
Plunged into your back
Slicing off your arms and legs
Murder in the pumpkin patch tonight
Tonight, yeah
[Verse 4]
Dug many a shallow grave
The soil isn't very ripe
I like it when they scream so loud
And beg for their lives
Such an unlikely place to rip out someone's spine
My secret slaughterhouse is here
In the garden's where I thrive
[Verse 5]
The orange goblins speak to me in the night
As the moon casts shadows
The pumpkins come to life
[Verse 6]
Pick-axe in my hand
Plunged into your back
Slicing off your arms and legs
Murder in the pumpkin patch
[Verse 7]
Pick-axe in my hand
Plunged into your back
Slicing off your arms and legs
Murder in the pumpkin patch tonight
[Verse 8]
Murder in the pumpkin patch tonight
Murder in the pumpkin patch tonight, yeah
Murder in the pumpkin patch tonight
Written by: Stephen Matthews, Tracy Ray Bird
