All Black and Hairy

Last night I was diggin' in the cemetary
When up jumped a man all black and hairy

Well he looked at me with his beady red eyes
And I'm tellin' you I got quite a surprise

I looked at him and my legs turned to lead
As the monster reared its ugly head

With mud and worms hanging from his back,
He outstretched his arms and his bones gave a crack

It was then that I realised it was time to go
So I dropped my shovel and sprang to my toes

I raced through the cemetary with great speed
But he was right there behind me, wanting to feed

It was then that I tripped, stumbled and fell
He screamed past me, headin' for Hell
Crawled through the graveyard on my hands and my knees
I got to the wall and I knew I was free! free!

And now I'm safe and in the street
It taught me a lesson about digging deep

And now at home I cannot sleep
'Cause I'm always a-scared of what I might meet
Well I'm always a-scared of what I might meet
Well I'm always a-scared of what I might meet
Yes I'm always a-scared of what I might meet
Well I'm always a-scared of what I might meet



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