Triangle Head - Drywall

Now, south of drag-strip hollow

Right past deadman’s curve

There’s a message in a bottle

It’s a scandal, have you heard

Now, the bishop’s wife just closed the door

The birds don’t fly there anymore

And the whole town is talking

The whole town is talking

Triangle head

He sets a big steel trap

He’ll find you out with a secret map

He’s a phantom spook and he drinks pink champagne

He lives at the end of a cul-de-sac

He got a crossbow with a hairpin sight

Targets change from night to night

So when you hit his big blockade

Into his muddy water you will wade

They call him triangle head

He got three ways to go

One’s just past the hairpin turn

The rest are down below

Triangle head

He’s got a wide-brim hat¨c¨cin his hand there’s a hole

He uses his dick for a walkin' pole

He walks a big black dog with a collar of spikes

He wears a belt of skin from a killin' last night

They call him triangle head

Triangle head

He got three ways to go

One’s just past the hairpin turn

The other is down below4

Triangle head

He knows just what to do

Triangle head

The rest is up to you

Triangle head