Nikolas the Crooner

Nikolas lived in a small shanty-town, about 20 kilometres outside of Dresden, and on special occasions, he would go up to the local schoolchildren, and he would sing and gambol and jig about, and everyone would be astounded. On one good and rainy day, when a Nikolas was a chipper man, and a jelly-jar filled, and he did come to the local schoolchildren, and he did croon at them, for he was a crooner, and they did enjoy it very much, and he did make his livelihood off the gratuities that the children gave him, for they carried out with them 500,000 marks every-day for the milk, and the bread, and the honey, and a Nikolas was very delighted, and so he crooned a special song to the children, and this was that song:

Ooooh, I will rip out your heart,
and your entrails,
and your lungs,
and hammer into you,
with a sledge, and pummel you,
and pulp you,
Oooooh.

Oooooh, I will freeze your soul,
burn your body,
oooooh, you will feel great pain,
in your extremities,
and in your viscera,
and the fleshy bits,

because I am:
Nikoooolaaaaas,
ooooh,
ooooh,

Ooooh yeaaaah,
baaaby,
oooooh.