Sour Sabotage Lyrics

Welcome in and take your seats

We prepared up a delicious feast

With a story to give you the creeps

All about a man you'll never meet

Yeah you've heard of all the citrus fruits

With their broken digging witless roots

And the boy who tried to live his life

But for this, he had to pay a price

He was tending to his lemon tree

Living life as if it's free

But the lemon picking wore him out

So he retired to his comfy couch

And as he laid his head to rest

No one heard the rustling through his nest

As the rotten-headed one appeared

The man of which he always feared

He squeezed and squeezed until he's dead

No citrus left inside his head

And as leaves rustled through the breeze

His life lost and his lemon tree

His lifeless body had no pulp

And his lemon tree, it had no hope

On their broken branches held a note

Never mess with mister cantaloupe

Your lemon tree has withered away

No more seeds can be planted

Now you can only pray

That your Citrus life will be granted

Cantaloupe would never kill

Behind those eyes there shows no thrill

But look deeper in those eyes you'll find

Something rotten and sour inside