When I've Been Possessed
to the tune of: "When I'm Sixty-Four" by the Beatles

I blame this song on Jordan, who has the dubious honor of being the
most consistently warped person I know.


When I get ugly, growing my teeth
About five minutes hence,
Will you still be sending me your deepest love?
Or will you call down help from Above?
                                    
If I'm on a bloody killing spree,
Will you clean out my nest?
Will you stay near me, or will you fear me
When I've been possessed?

Rage is fun for two
And if you give the word, I can possess you

We could be happy slaying the folk
Who populate this town
Up against a seething mob you need a chum,
Snuggle up together when the morning comes

Stealing some babies, drinking our healths,
Screw that eternal rest!
Will you stay near me, or will you fear me
When I've been possessed?

Every decade we can go to Europe for a little treat
Do you like French food?
We shall reign supreme
Our minions on bended knee
Will you share my dream?

Scream for me softly, show me that neck,
Tell me what you'd like
Will you be my lover for eternity
Or my first snack, a human Twinkie?

I need to know, will you give me your heart
Or a stake into my chest?
Will you stay near me, or will you fear me
When I've been possessed?