GO DIG MY GRAVE

Lyrics
[Intro: Sematary & Jean Ritchie] Well, I be gone these lonesome days Ah Wouldst thou like to see the world? (Haunt-a-holics) Yeah, uh Yeah, ah (Haunted Mound) [Chorus] Thou start digging thy shallow grave I'm still weeping, I cannot pray Yeah, I got bloody angel wings World's burning down so, baby, I'ma get fade Thou start digging thy shallow grave Big murder tools for anyone who try me Yaaaaah, let that blood spray Ya hate me so much, go and dig my grave [Verse] I smoke longhorns 'cause I'm a cowboy Watch got my wrist bleeding like a crucifixion Tell Turnabout slow ass, "Pour up the lean, boy" Hackle got the titty drum, I'm coming with that cleaver Bitch, I'm a people hater Try the Haunted Mound, motherfucker, we soul takers I'm riding with that heater Cadillac Death DeVille, run your bitch ass over In the forest like Baba Yaga But it's California, bury you in Appalachia Oxy in my Coca-Cola Creeping at the Arco, pissing on your gravestone Lord have mercy on my wicked soul Nine on me, knives on me, B.B. belt got silver skull Blood sparkle off the glare of my fucking chrome Put it on my headstone, bitch, I said fuck the world (Ha-Ha-Ha-Hauntaholics) [Chorus] Thou start digging thy shallow grave I'm still weeping, I cannot pray Yaaaaah, I got bloody angel wings World's burning down so, baby, I'ma get fade Thou start digging thy shallow grave Big murder tools for anyone who try me Yaaaaah, let that blood spray Ya hate me so much, go and dig my grave
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Credits
- Writers
- Sematary
- GRIMOIRE