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Salty Jack.
My head has filled with black, a darkness has moved in.
I find it hard to speak, thoughts just turn to sin.
My soul has gone so cold I have unwelcome guests.
They whisper in my ear that i shall have a test.
"That girl you see each day, the one across the street,
You know the one we mean, arrange for us to meet."
"We promise to be quiet, she wont know that we"re there,
She"ll think its only you, oh yes a perfect pair."
"So make it soon our friend you go and get a knife,
you can have her screams, and we will have her life."
" When this test is over we could be on our way,
But since you asked us nicely, of course we"d like to stay."
I like my welcome guests, i"ve had them for a year.
They tell me things to do the whole towns gripped in fear.
The shadows are our friends, they help us on our way.
They like the work we do that everyone must pay.
The papers are so vivid, we can"t believe the fuss,
But the best bit has to be,
that no one knows it"s us!
See you soon,
Salty Jack.
