Yes, I come from the Peppermint Tribe where people come and then they die
To hail me To hail me
With tomahawks of candy cane we split their heads and eat the brains
Hail me Oh, hail me
All the while I see your face is turning Hold the fire while the clock keeps ticking
Talk of Jesus, still your pain won't end Ask forgiveness though your mind is lying

Slippin' through, time's slippin' through your hands

With guns of chalk we write our names We wrote the book We author pain
Hail me Hail me
The TV speaks in murderous rhymes The clues we leave and hope you'll find
Hail me Oh hail me
Yes, we come from the Peppermint tribe where losers come to fix their mind
Hail me Oh, hail me
With giant walls are sugar made we close you in and build the grave

The witches dancing inside their caves The people all go insane from the Peppermint Tribe