come and visit old annie lou living down by the rusty shack don’t look her in the eye don’t whisper behind her back poor woman knows a story or two about a town not mapped or known
but be no fool she says don’t get close haven’t you heard’em sing the ghoultown blues
swirling fog covers up overgrown and crumbled ruins unreal floating shades lifeless hands pointing at you you can smell rotten flesh you hear them moaning, coming out for you
they’re on the hunt and on the loose now baby listen to the ghoultown blues
oh don’t you see, don't you see the town of the unfree run or flee cry or scream hide or fight bleed and die