Psychs Roaches
As I'm Lying in my grave in my grave I realize i just can't forget her,
The beetles and the roaches stealing threads from my sweater,
But I, can't complain.
Dr Dr quick i think i need a new brain,
Coz this one is someone else's and i think its insane
But I, can't complain.
Ahhh Its Creepy,
Ahhh Its Freaky,
Ahhh
If your tomb is feeling empty and a little to cold,
Maybe i can be of service if i may be so bold,
But I, Can't complain.
In the deathly midnight hour watched by faces of stone,
I can play a xylophone like a skeleton,
But I, can't complain.
Ahhh Its Creepy,
Ahhh Its Freaky,
Ahhh
(solo)
Ahhh Its Creepy,
Ahhh Its Freaky,
Ahhh x 2
