Isaac left, then he came back
but he forgot our Laughing Jack
Isaac killed a pretty girl
left Jack smiling in a whirl
Isaac’s basement of horror filled
laughing at the people he killed
Jack woke up, he laughed and laughed
Isaac swore he felt a draft
he got nailed down and gutted out
hooks in his eyes and he still didn’t shout
Isaac left, then he came back
but he forgot our Laughing Jack
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