Be afraid.. be very afraid...

by: Mirri


Three Feet Under - Crypt-tonite

I took a walk to the grave-yard to ease my troubled mind
I'd left my body lying somewhere that I couldn't find
I watched the wolves howl to the splendor of the moon
And there is nothing I can do

I watched the wolves howl to the splendor of the moon
After all I knew I had to be somewhere near the tomb
I really don't mind worms nibbling now and then
As long as they'll leave the bones in the end

If I stop droolin' then will you still call me zombieman
If I'm undead then well will you please give me back my hand
Ghosts flying by my side, all of 'em dressed in white
Crypt-tonite

You call me AAH! you call me EEK!
But still your body I will keep
You took for granted all the times you got out here alive
You stumbled in and dropped your head
Come join the rest of the undead
I chopped you up and was back in the crypt by five

If I stop droolin' then will you still call me zombieman
If I'm undead then well will you please give me back my hand
Ghosts flying by my side, all of 'em dressed in white
Crypt-tonite

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