Hamlet fishin' in the grave. thru custard bones and stuff. he aint got no friend in there. I believe our man's in love. Hamlet's got a gun-now. he wears a crucifex. pow pow pow pow. Hamlet moves so beautiful. walking thru the flowers. who are hing 'round the corners. He's movin' down the street-now. he likes the look of that cadillac. pow pow pow pow. Is this love some kinda love. Now he movin' down my street. and he's coming to my house. crawling up my stairs. Where for art thou baby-face. where-for-art-thou. pow pow pow pow. Is this love. Pow!. He shoot it inside. Don't let'em steal your heart away. he went and stole my heart. POW!!. hey hey hey.