[Intro] I swore to my grandfather Adolf Von Stefanstein That his dreams and theories Were not just in his mind And now I see in his experiments Where grandfather may have gone wrong And now I seek to prove There's life in a song [Verse 1] Igor, bring the body here Lay him down on the operating table What? Where's his head? Hurry take him away Bring me another [Verse 2] Now let's examine his condition He seems to be dead He seems to be dead And we will attempt to bring him back Turn on the power Plug in the headphones Give them to me I will put them on him Now turn up the music Up, up, up, up! [Bridge] Wait, he's moving It breathes He's moving toward the guitar He's picking it up [Guitar Solo] (Instrumental) [Outro] (Instrumental)
