LAURA

Haunt-O-Holixxx
Grave Man, Grave Man, Grave Man
Hauntaholics, you bastards!
Yeah, go
Go, go, go

I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm
Black Lodge how we rockin', man, my mind gone
I'ma make you bleed in dreams at the lodge
I'm in the Black Lodge, smoking on that nightmare fog
I'ma leave you by the river like Laura
We're the things that be going bump in the dark
I'ma leave you by the river like Laura

I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm
Got a real indication you some dumb fucks
Got him buried in the mound like a gold charm
Red room, red curtains, be my Laura
Both wonderful and strange, that's my world
Got a body in my cabin, Windom Earle
Boiler room ritual, got a circle made of candles (Grave Man)
Powder off the key, keep it on me like I'm Laura

I be running at night like the black dog
I be geekin' up out my mind in my Black Lodge
Going nowhere fast like I'm Laura
I see angels in the night like I'm Laura
I'm with my Woodsmen smoking on that black rot
It hurts my eyes when the moonlight dawns
No new friends, I don't fuck with strangers
Wrap you in plastic and leave you by the river
Fire walk with me, bitch, this ain't what you want
Fire walk with me, bitch, come and meet my Glock
Fire walk with me, turn you to a dead dog
That fire walk with me, bitch, come and meet my Glock

Had 'em bleeding where he stayed in the woods tonight
Habits in her system when I ride by
I'm the dweller on the threshold, picking sides
At the Sycamore Circle with a Maglite
Yeah, they told me it's not what it seems
Ain't gonna find you, but it's too late for me
I got an idea, man, walk through the breeze
Down into the valley, to the town in between
I can feel the world spinning as the winds rise
Innocence burning up in no time
I'ma catch you in a death bag, Ronette on the train tracks
Haunted Mound, Wicca Phase, through the fire

I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm
Black Lodge how we rockin', man, my mind gone
I'ma make you bleed in dreams at the lodge
I'ma leave you by the river like Laura (into the night)

Sawmill, secret, in a darkened place
Saw the angel, one whose face had changed
Tremond truth or dare, where time, it slips in there
What happened to their pain? What happened up the stairs?
In deep connection with the night, reaching out to the end
See this moment separate and then repeat again
This invitation of love, this occulting of place
Revelation of the soul, taking off face
Saw the angel, one whose face had changed

I'ma leave you down by the Dead Dog Farm
Black Lodge how we rockin', man, my mind gone
I'ma make you bleed in dreams at the lodge
I'm in the Black Lodge, smoking on that nightmare fog
I'ma leave you by the river like Laura
We're the things that be going bump in the dark
I'ma leave you by the river like Laura (MoundRich, bitch)