The DeeKays - You Should Fear The Reaper

All your blood has bled, Here, but now it’s gone. Seasons all scream for the Reaper, So does the sun, the skull, and the storm. Come on, baby… (You should fear the Reaper!) Don’t take his hand, (You should fear the Reaper!) He’ll drag you through the sand, (You should fear the Reaper!) He’s not your man! Laaghh… la la laaaagh… la la laaaagh… Valentine is rot, Hearts don’t beat, they clot. Fred and Wilma Flintstone, Are worms now chewing side by side (Fred and Wilma). Forty thousand corpses rise today (like Barney and Betty). Forty thousand more will decompose (redefine emptiness). Another forty thousand join the fray… Come on, baby… (You should fear the Reaper!) Don’t take his hand, (You should fear the Reaper!) He’ll drag you through the sand, (You should fear the Reaper!) He’s not your man! Laaghh… la la laaaagh… la la laaaagh… Love of two is bone, Here, but never home. Came the last night of silence, And it was clear she couldn’t hold on. Then the tomb doors opened and the cold blew in, The candles died and the lights grew dim, The curtains tore, he stepped within… Come on, baby… (And she felt the fear) The grave pulled tight, (Then he swung his scythe) She screamed through the night, (She had become what they are) Her soul in his hand, (She had become what they are) Come on, baby… YOU SHOULD FEAR THE REAPER! Fear… the Reaper! He’s coming for your soul! Fear… the Reaper! No one gets old! Fear… the Reaper! He’s dancing in your gravy! Come on, baby… He’s what you crave!