Ghost Janitor

from The Horrible Sounds of Boo Dudes by Boo Dudes

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lyrics

Don’t you dare laugh as your boat sails by

The Cancelvanian coast where the locals died

I would know, as I’m one of that host

A murderous, lycanthrope ghost

Of our rightful frightful land

To seek their free speech, the monsters came.

The night I floated up from the grave

Ghastly Mike, the werewolf craved money

Consuming Benadryl twas Jesse the Mummy.

They professed to be in a band.

The Boo Dudes were jamming under contract it seems

By Bloody Buddy, an industry fiend

Who produced for Scott Joplin after he died

And made lots of hits for the Graveyard Guys

To please Aiden his evil son

And they all worshipped Terry, a clown of great horror.

And built blasphemous churches all in his honor

Dankenstein, a skeleton, prescribed THC

To numb the minds of the clowns devotees

And the ritual of bongs was begun

Dracula’s coughing sickly and sad

And lives with his brother, boo dude’s own Tad

Gary the Gillperson swam to the island

He plays with the kitties and commits acts of violence

Apparently they’re also a drummer.

I’m but a specter, Rongwulf by name

Bong water seeping into my grave

A plot by Dankenstein and also by Terry

To make Cancelvania a little more scary

I don’t think any plot could be dumber