Isle Of Manhatten Lyrics

The Isle of Manhattan was home to a madman
Who came for gold cadavers in a hall
A very strange mission to skin all the women
He bought some gold cadavers in the hall

Let go your souls
Let go your souls
Let go your souls
Let go your souls

With that look in his eyes in the pork and the pies
Well he came for gold cadavers in a hall
So listen appeal me, your eyes for the TV
He came for gold cadavers in a hall

Let go your souls
Let go your souls
Let go your souls
Let go your souls

Now you're in a ponder, eating a pizza
You're mad for gold cadavers in a hall