yes i come from the peppermint tribe where people come and then they die to hail me to hail me with tomahawks of candy cane we split their heads and eat the brains hail me oh hail me all the while i see your face is turning hold the fire while the clock keeps ticking talk of jesus still your pain won t end ask forgiveness though your mind is lying slippin through time s slippin through your hands with guns of chalk we write our names we wrote the book we author pain hail me hail me the t v speaks in murderous rhymes the clues we leave and hope you ll find hail me oh hail me yes we come from the peppermint tribe where losers come to fix their mind hail me oh hail me with giant walls are sugar made we close you in and build the grave the witches dancing inside their caves the people all go insane from the peppermint tribe