Live Boy, Dead Ghoul

To the tune of Jet Boy, Jet Girl, by Elton Motello

I wanna eat your pretty mind

One bite of him, he tastes so fine

I love him even though I am gross and undead

The smell of blood is so sublime

Brains-brains-brains-brains

I am undead

I bite his skin until it splits

pulled off his arm and ripped his lips

He ran from me with such a scream, bloody and red

I gotta gobble down his bits

yum-yum-yum-yum

I'll eat his head

Live boy dead ghoul

This might sound a little cruel

Live boy I'm gonna make you what I ate

I'm gonna make a meal of you

Brains-brains-brains-brains

Live boy dead ghoul

I know my skin's putrid n' green

I like to hear my victims scream

And even if he can shoot me right in the head

When I catch him I'll eat his spleen

Ghoul-ghoul-ghoul-ghoul

I'll make him dead

Live boy dead ghoul

This might sound a little cruel

Live boy I'm gonna make you what I ate

I'm gonna make a meal of you

Brains-brains-brains-brains

Live boy dead ghoul

And then my hunger he denies

Patrolling with some soldier guys

Carried a gun, with ammo slung around his chest

They tried to shoot between my eyes

bang-bang-bang-bang

He gave me lead

And when your wall's been broken through

Or if your brains don't taste too good

And when the troops try to blow off my rotting head

I'll be digesting you

Brains-brains-brains-brains

I ate your head

Live boy dead ghoul

This might sound a little cruel

Live boy I'm gonna make you what I ate

I'm gonna make a meal of you

Brains-brains-brains-brains

Live boy dead ghoul

Elton Motello's awesome original version sans most of the gore.

	Elton Motello - Jet Boy Jet Girl
	Found at skreemr.com