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| Pet Cemetery
Ramones |
Under the arc of a weather stain
,
Ancient goblins, and
,
Come out of the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all
,
And the night when the cold wind blows,
No one cares, nobody knows.
I don't want to be
in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life
.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred
,
This ain't a
, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of
,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is
,
Someone cries,
ain't right.
I don't want to be
in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life
.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again.
The moon is
, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting
,
Skeletons dance, I
this day,
And the night when the
cry out,
Listen
and you can hear me shout.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Cemetery,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no no no
I don't want to live my life again, oh oh
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