Well, the hellmouth hath brought me, holy undead star
I get a craving for the brains while I play the guitar
I'll eat the flesh of your momma
And then I'll go do my hair
And I'm singin' a song to lure the big boogies
And they be talkin' all [Em]spooky while they nude in your sleep
They'll eat your flesh and [Bm]your momma
While I air hump and [Bm]do my [A]hair
I said now sing a little song [Am]to [C7]please big boogies
And sacrifice your blood-- don't get on [C7]my [A]suedes
I'll eat the flesh of your hound dog
While I ɾock n ɾoll and [Bm]do my [A]hair