Here comes Blake Laurent to give me exactly what I want
Quite a sight with scaly thighs and blank plate eyes
His needle teeth making him look like some deep sea fish
Let him play with your kids and he'll tear them to shreds
But Blake Laurent always knows exactly what I want
Knows before he arrives because he's seen it in the eyes
Of those dwelling in the shell of their own private hell
He can see into the black hole that used to be my soul
But I know Blake Laurent will give me exactly what I want
He's the man with the plan, the only one who can
But be careful you don't stand near his cheese grater hands
Or he'll slice and dice you into cheesy red strands
But still I know Blake Laurent will give me what I want
Only once I saw him out-reckoned but just for a second
By young Nancy Lafeyer with the strawberry blonde hair
In the end, she wanted death so he breathed poison breath
Because Blake Laurent always gives you what you want
Nights he crawls from under Baxter Bridge and up East Ridge
To look down on the town to which only he owns the crown
We are all his most loyal subjects and blighted objects
Knowing Blake Laurent always gives us exactly what we want
© shaun patrick green 2013
