I heard he dabbled into

 witchcraft, I heard occult

 Oh, they're pretty much the same

 I guess he was adopted, or raised by wolves

 That's ridiculous to say

 

 I heard he boiled over, cursed the town

 Had the touch, so nothing grew 

 I heard that too, it's true

 

 That's a lie

 

 I heard he spoke in tongues, gone crazy

 I heard he was a refugee

 I heard he was a monster, a scary ghost

 Oh you know there's no such thing

 

 I heard he boiled over, cursed the town

 Had the touch, so nothing grew 

 I heard that too, it's true

 

 That's a lie

 

 We're left with some stories inert

 But this is the part that will hurt

 And nobody learned

 And now nothing grows here

 

 Always a shy, unremarkable man

 Then one day he'd had it, and threw up his hands

 He filled up his lungs, and he pulled at his hair

 And he curled up his lips and he bellowed

 "You'll never know how sorry you'll be"

 

 I heard he dabbled into

 witchcraft, I heard occult

 Oh, they're pretty much the same

 I guess he was adopted, or raised by wolves

 That's ridiculous to say

 

 I heard he boiled over, cursed the town

 Had the touch, so nothing grew 

 I heard that too, it's true

 

 That's a lie

 

 We're left with some stories inert

 But this is the part that will hurt

 And nobody learned

 And now nothing grows

 

 Always a shy, unremarkable man

 Then one day he'd had it, and threw up his hands

 He filled up his lungs and he pulled in his hair

 And he curled up his lips and he bellowed

 "You'll never know how sorry you'll be"

 

 The looks on their faces

 You'd swear they were dead

 It finally sunk in to their bones what he said

 Thes seeds will be bitter, the harvest will crumble

 Your fields will lay fallow for years

 And nothing will grow

 

 People will speak of him once in a while

 as legend would have it you'll hear it for miles 

 he'll curse up a blue streak add lead to the air

 and stink like all matter of things

 And nothing will grow