Forrest Ghoul (Intro) (Verse 1) BOP-SHOO-WOP-A! I see a shadow on the front porch stoop (Oh-yeah!) He’s got a limp and he’s wearing a zoot suit (Shoo-wop!) Green skin flaking, eyes are a deep red Says, “Life is like a box of severed heads!” (Background Singers: Severed heads! Oh, no!) (Chorus) Forrest Ghoul! (He’s an undead fool!) Chaos-Wop! (Gonna make your heart stop!) He runs so slow, but he gets where he’s goin’ He’s dripping ooze, and the moss is a-growin’ Got his cheap suit torn, but his hair is immaculate Forrest Ghoul! (Yeah, that’s just a fact of it!) WOP! WOP! (Verse 2) He sits on the bench at the bus stop, waiting For a ride to a swamp where the slime is dating He mutters sweet nothings, all gurgly and low About a girl named Jenny that he used to know (Background Singers: Jenny! Where did she go?) He tried to tell her he loved her with feeling But his jaw fell off, and his brain was reeling! (Chorus) Forrest Ghoul! (He’s an undead fool!) Chaos-Wop! (Gonna make your heart stop!) He runs so slow, but he gets where he’s goin’ He’s dripping ooze, and the moss is a-growin’ Got his cheap suit torn, but his hair is immaculate Forrest Ghoul! (Yeah, that’s just a fact of it!) WOP! WOP! (Bridge ) Ghoul (Spoken, with heavy reverb): You know, Momma always said... "Don't take candy from strangers, unless they're offering eternal decomposition. (Verse 3) He tries to dance, but his knees are stiff and dry Every step is a moan and a desperate sigh He keeps on moving, got a shambling stride No one knows what he’s running from, or what he keeps inside (Background Singers: BOP-BOP-A-SHOO-BOP-A-GHOUL-GHOUL!) He’s got a hole in his head where his thoughts used to stay Just old memories of shrimp and a rainy day! (Chorus - DOUBLE TIME, more frantic) Forrest Ghoul! (He’s an undead fool!) Chaos-Wop! (Gonna make your heart stop!) He runs so slow, but he gets where he’s goin’ He’s dripping ooze, and the moss is a-growin’ Got his cheap suit torn, but his hair is immaculate Forrest Ghoul! (Yeah, that’s just a fact of it!) (Outro ) BOP-SHOO-WOP... GHOUL... Life is like a box of... brains... (Silence, followed by a wet, squelching sound.)
