Resurrection Cemetery

Let's go hang at the graveyardDressed up, nowhere to goWe'll smoke pot and dance on the tombstones'Cos this morbid shit is so a la modeLet's freak ourselves outWe can have a blastLet's freak each other out 'til we're too scared to laughBut what's that sound?All the devils down in hell crying for releaseAnd what's that twisted shapeThat's lurching in between the trees?My blood runs coldPure cold terror fills my mind in the baleful nightI recognise the hateful truth -The dead are coming back to life!Resurrection CemeteryNow all aroundI hear cries of pain and fear as the corpses feedWe've found a thrill that's further outThan any of our wildest dreamsLet's party downDown at the graveyardLet's rock and rollDown at the graveyardResurrection Cemetery