Moms Scary Story

(Sad numetal ballad intro)

(Verse 1)

Oh I remember

What momma used to sing

Oh that poor meat

Why did you sneeze?

Was it always meant to be?

Why can’t I fathom its hold

It’s hold over me

(Chorus 1)

On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese

I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed

It rolled off the table, and onto the floor

And then my poor meatball rolled right out the door

(Sad riff)

(Verse 2)

From where does it come

And why does it always return

Our branches will reach

As much as they burn

In despair we hold on

Divided by a great

A powerful Sternutate

(Chorus 2)

It rolled in the garden, and under a bush

And then my poor meatball was nothing but mush

The mush was as tasty, as tasty could be

And then the next summer it grew into a tree

(Sad guitar rift)

Into a tree

Into a tree

Into a tree

With fucking meatballs, Covered in sauce and everything

So terrifying

Why did you sneeze

Why did you sneeze

On top of spaghetti …

Mama sang as I sat in my high-chair crying

My high-chair crying