Shadow of the Cemetery Man lyrics

Spin a turntable for the ugly ones

Rocky mountain high in the California sun

One is one is one is us

Hitching a ride on a black magic bus

She gotta rock and she gotta roll

I don't give a fuck, I ain't never growing old

She gotta rock and she gotta roll

I don't give a fuck, I ain't never growing old

Dig it, sexy mama

Well, I'm a cemetery man

Dig it, sexy mama

Well, I'm a cemetery man

Yellow submarine said "Jump right in"

A self-made freak just selling you some skin now

Mock your Christ with crowning thorns

Praying to a demon sporting cheap plastic horns

Hate is your God so twist and shout

Get out on the floor and work that fucker out now

Hate is your God so twist and shout

Get out on the floor and work that fucker out now

Dig it, sexy mama

Well, I'm a cemetery man

Dig it, sexy mama

Well, I'm a cemetery man

Take your baby over to dead man's curve

Going down, down, down if you got the nerve

Take your baby over to dead man's curve

Going down, down, down if you got the nerve now

Dig it, sexy mama

Well, I'm a cemetery man

Dig it, sexy mama

Well, I'm a cemetery man