"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