Down in the cellar where the rabies and the rats are free 
Back wood boy had an inbred mother, lost his mind to an early disease 
Digging in the dirt in an old graveyard where a body once rest in peace 
Down to the cellars on the steps to [bad word] on the tail of a devil’s belief, yeah 

Well momma’s baby gonna cut you to the bone 

‘Cause I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
Nowhere to go with the serpent dancing down below, yeah-yeah 
I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
Brought back the soul when the black bell rings and the burning that’s down below 
Yeah-yeah-yeah! 

Eyes of evil caught me staring in disbelief 
Butt of a gun, caught red handed, staring in on a dead man’s thief 
Seven miles from the nearest town, got strapped to a cold oak seat 
Momma don’t you lose your appetite when it’s time for you to eat 

Well momma’s baby gonna cut you to the bone 

‘Cause I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
Nowhere to go with the serpent dancing down below, yeah-yeah 
I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
Brought back the soul when the black bell rings and the burning that’s down below 
Yeah-yeah-yeah! 

Uh! Uh! Uh! Burn in [bad word] 
 [bad word] home, don’t look like he’s all there 
Bitter smell of Cajun stew bleeds through the midnight air 

Well momma’s baby gonna cut you to the bone 

‘Cause I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
Nowhere to go with the serpent dancing down below, yeah-yeah 
I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
Brought back the soul when the black bell rings and the burning that’s down below 
Yeah-yeah-yeah!  [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen 
I’m in [bad word]  [bad word]  [bad word] s kitchen