Verse 1 Woke up in the desert, sand in my teeth, Wrapped up like Christmas from my head to my feet. Ain’t got no pulse, but I sure can shoot, Got a bandolier, a six-gun, and a hell of a boot. Chorus I’m mummified and still kickin’, Turnin’ scarabs into chicken. Ain’t no god nor curse gonna slow me down, I’m the undead sheriff of this ancient town. From the Nile to the tombs I roam, ‘Cause the pyramids don’t feel like home. Verse 2 Anubis tried to take me, Horus tried to fight, But I sent ‘em runnin’ like coyotes in the night. Got a scroll in my pocket, and a shotgun shell, If I’m headin’ to the afterlife, I’m raisin’ hell. Chorus I’m mummified and still kickin’, Turnin’ scarabs into chicken. Ain’t no god nor curse gonna slow me down, I’m the undead sheriff of this ancient town. From the Nile to the tombs I roam, ‘Cause the pyramids don’t feel like home. Bridge Every floor I climb’s another round I win, Every boss I drop’s just another sin. I ain’t prayin’ for mercy, I’m prayin’ for beer, And if you hear my laugh, boy, you best not come near. Final Chorus I’m mummified and still kickin’, Turnin’ scarabs into chicken. I’ll blast your curse to kingdom come, With my rifle, my boots, and a war drum. From the dunes to the desert’s dome, I’ll fight ‘til the gods send me home… …But the joke’s on them — ‘Cause I’m never goin’ home.
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