Hey kid, whatcha doing?
Jump in and lets get stupid
Close your eyes and make a wish
But I’ve got an itch for a graveyard shift
Make a life out of the dead
Dig up kings, take the crowns right off their heads
Little spot could be our own
We’ll build a throne out of bricks and bones
Stand up straight and be a man, kid
Tonight we’re graverobbing.
What’s a rat without his teeth?
What a lord without his royal ring?
I’ll take his hand for all his gold
But I’ll leave the rest to the worms and crows.
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