By Sword, By Pick, By Axe Bye Bye - Frightmare

It’s Dads birthday

Mom is making his cake

Gonna clean his guns before he gets home

«Happy birthday Daddy all cleaned by me!»

I take a rifle out

And wipe it down

Ed points the gun

And pulls the trigger

It goes off and shoots his Mom

In the back

Now she’s dead

What have you done Ed?!

Your Dad is home

He finds your Mom

Lying in a pool of blood

He smacks your face

And grabs the gun

You better fucking run!

He drags her body

In the other room

Pour a glass of Jack

And drinks away

Your wife is dead

Killed by your kid

Accident or not

He’s got to pay!

(Some day!)

Year later

Ed and his friends

Are figuring our what to do

Fall break is here

They have no clue

Then Ed’s Dad calls with the news

Out to the beach

To Dad’s house

To close it up

For the winter

The door is open

Liquor bottles empty

But Daddies waiting close by!

Ed shows them the trophy room

The battle axe is missing

Dad’s in the garage passed out

He has the axe in his hands

He’s dreaming of killing his son

In various ways

He wants revenge for

His wife’s death!

That piece of shits

Gotta pay!

Mike and Linda

Go to the garage

Daddy sees them

Then they walk on the beach

And find a pool

They go skinny dipping

Linda’s floating on her back

When Ed’s Dad attacks

From underneath her

He takes her body from

The pool

And takes their clothes

Then Mike goes looking for her

Leaving a trail of clothes

For Mike to find

They lead to the garage

He thinks she’s in the closet

Open the door

Here comes Dad

Copping up Mike’s guts

With a boat motor!

He screams and shouts

While blood flies everywhere

Hang him in the closet

On a spike!

The rest of them

Are on the beach

A cop comes by to

See what they’re doing

He says they could

Be struck by lightning

And then he’s on his

Merry way

The cop finds

An abandoned car

He goes looking around

The house

But here comes Dad

Stabs him in the face

Then chops his

Head off with an axe

By sword!

By pick!

By axe

Bye bye!

Cops head on a spike

Hangs his torso up

Ralph checks on Mike

And Linda

And goes into the garage

Look in the closet

Daddy rushed out

Pitchfork through his neck

Stick it into the door

Hang that piece of shit high!

Daddy gets his gaffe

He’s gonna kill some

More fucks

They go looking for

The rest

They all split up to look

But Daddy’s waiting by the

House

He grabs Sue by

The neck

Throws her on

His work bench

Put that gaffe in her pussy

Rip that bitch open wide

Blood and guts spilling out

Chop off her head with

Your axe!

Ed and Pam

Are out still looking for

Everyone

They go into the garage

Pam touches Sue’s corpse

And her head falls off

Ed goes to the closet

And finds the hanging

Corpses his Dad left rotting

Pam throws a piece of metal

And hits him in the head

She stabs him with

A knife

In the car to get away

But Dads on the roof

Chopping with his axe

Grabs Ed by the throat

Pam burns his hand with

A lighter

The car starts

Throwing Daddy

Off the top

He climbs on the back

They back up

Smash his body

Into the bricks

His guts fly out

Here comes a cop

Chop off his leg with an axe!