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What hath fate decreed?

Don't open the door, You don't know what's'n store
Don't open the door, Decapitated whöres
Turn your head, Holmes, Watson looked away
But your blood is chilled You are insane

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Sherlock gnawed the bones
His hand put through glass
Imagines deathly moans
Shit comes out his arse
Wipes it on his hands
He thinks he is a cougar
Being in control demands
He needs tea with 5 sugars

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Oh where oh where is Sherlock's pipe?
Sweeney's Razor, or Jack's Knife
Oh what, oh what hath fate decreed'?
Our demon brings Watson to his knees
Sherlock, if you please
You're losing control, we have to leave
The Warehouse, where hell broke loose
Calm down, or be hanged upon the noose
Or worse the workhouse is where they put
The steam engine missing a few nuts
Let us bolt it and depart from this unholy place
Where the lord war attainted and disgrace
I cannot bear'th terror 'pon her face.
Soon terror will envelope the human race

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Sherlock then calmed down
Calm lapsed a lock'd frown
Slowly a grin rose
His eyes turned a shade of mauve

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T'were it not for Malthus
There would be no prostitutes
Industrialists never starve
So the poor could follow suit

T'were it granted, the wish of Malthus
There'd be no women to kill
They'd not have any children
Poor bints force-fed the pill

Sleep has come to dear Sherlock
Twisting under sweat soaked sheets
The victims are all passed on
The grim reaper, none cheats

At the breakfast table next morning
The fat man has a shock
He cannot believe what is portrayed
In the watchful view o' Grandfather's clock

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crit for crit.
Last edited by BrianApocalypse at Feb 17, 2007,
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well..im not sure wat to say to this lol its funny an its pretty cool!! if sherlock holmes ever was allowed to have a theme song i think this should be it