Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
That everybody's dead
I was raised in a deep, dark hole
A prisoner with no parole
They locked me up and took my soul
Ashamed of what they made
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
That everybody's dead
I called to him and he will come
She'll answer him like he's the one
His arms outstretched, but when she's done,
He'll be torn apart
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
That everybody's
Everybody's
Everybody's
...Dead