Richard deCosta
By: Richard deCosta
Catalog ID: 406075   Duration: 3:15   Tempo: Med Slow   BPM: 85   Vocal: Male Vocals
Genre: Comedy Music | Novelty Songs
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A reggae-laced trip into a land of things that creep in the night! Solid bass, drums and percussion lay the foundation for a trippy spoken lead (think Shatner does spoken word Reggae) with a trombone solo that's been drinking from the same tainted water as the "singer". Truly a unique piece!   Keywords: Trip Drugs Fairy-Tale Horror Kitsch Novelty

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Where the hell is everybody,
Where did they all go?
Sittin' frozen in their freezers,
'cause it's thirty-five below.

Did you roll up on the sidewalks,
In this decimated town?
Tell everyone to stay inside,
No one make a sound,

'cause I'm creepin' through your back yard,
and I'm headed to your door,
I'm gonna say some things,
I know you haven't heard before,
Like, I think it's time to get up, freak,
And shake this town awake,
To hesitate's to disintegrate,
I wont make that mistake.

Knowing that it might just take a little while,
The burden is a weight,
And to see your guilty smile,
My gift is in the timing, 
No time to give it back,
I'll give you fifty reasons,
The credits fade to black.

Call upon your neighbors,
And the friends you never had.
Be thankful for your mama,
and don't forget your dad.

Heard a rumor that your slippin'
But no one I heard tell,
There's a message from my family:
"It's simply great in Hell."

I did not warn my pastor that
You and I were friends,
The sweat of the beginning,
will justify the ends.

A murmur in the bathroom,
As your staring at your face,
Is the same one I am screaming,
As it ripples 'cross your face!


Tell me where your heart is,
do I really want to know?
A simple curiosity,
Is what I'm kind to show.

So I hope you're feeling better,
Perhaps a little high.
I'll have to clear my through first,
Before I say goodbye!

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