| Henry Harrington - Meedee Man, Man | |
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RApples caught a zombie And chained him to the ground Fed him some old software And a gear or two hed found He dressed him in a t-shirt That said A Cry of Hounds Tied him to the keyboard And let him go to town Hes the MEEDEE MAN , Man Hell rock you to your grave The MEEDEE MAN, man Hell rot right in your face Rapples booked a venue To give his tunes some air MEEDEE MAN shuffled right on down With cobwebs in his hair He plugged in his keyboard And tuned up his guitar The MEEDEE MAN sang a haunting tune You could hear it from afar Im the MEEDEE MAN, man Im gonna rock you til you die Im the MEEDEE MAN, man Now kiss your ass goodbye In the crowd a young girl danced She wanted to be his groupie She hiked her skirt,, jumped in his lap And told him he looked groovy It happened so fast, he grabbed her skull She never felt any pain MEEDEE MAN brought down the house Feasting on her brain Im the MEEDEE MAN, man Catch me if you dare Im the MEEDEE MAN, man Ill free you from your cares The crowd went wild and screamed aloud They came at him with torches Rapples cut the zombie loose and said This way to the horses But the vigilantes got him first And threw him in the fire MEEDEE MAN sang his fateful tune As he burned up on the pyre Im the MEEDEE MAN man I want to eat your brains Im the MEEDEE MAN, man Ill haunt you in your dreams |
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