Bloody Bender

Hey Ma. Hey Pa. Hey Junior and Kate.

A stranger. No stranger. A friend at the gate.

Come now. Come in. And we’ll tell you our tale.

A family. Yes family. From Germany we hail.

This inn. Our inn. To rest your tired feet.

A guest. Our guest. To the table to eat.

Out from the back curtain

A hammer to the head

A quick slit of the throat

And the stranger is dead.

The forest. No forest. Throw him in the creek.

No more. One more. Maybe one more next week.

Look now. What now. A father and his daughter.

Could we. Should we. Two lambs for the slaughter.

A family. This inn. To rest your tired feet.

Come in. Honored guests. To the table for dinner.

Out from the back curtain

A hammer to the head

A quick slit of the throat

And now the father’s dead

The creek. No creek. Under the apple tree.

Quick now. Hurry now. Before she shakes free.

Hey Pa. Should we. A doctor has entered the gate.

A stranger. Our guest. One more for the slaughter.

Our family. This inn. Come rest your tired soul.

Honored guest. Come sit. To the table to eat.

Out from the back curtain

A hammer to the head

A quick slit of the throat

And now the doctor’s dead

The tree. No creek. Just bury him in the ground.

What now. One more. The brother is at the gate.

This inn. Our family. From Germany we hail.

Who now. A doctor. Maybe a guest in our inn.

Go now. No more. Be gone with your claims.

Quick now. Run far. Let’s leave this all behind.

They searched the back curtain

They searched the whole homestead

They found all the bodies

But the Benders had fled.