Kowalski solo - The Bus Called Graveyard Eight | Текст песни

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• The Bus Called Graveyard Eight

Pull up a seat, and set a spell,
While this spooky tale I relate,
Bout the meanest mess of steel and wheels,
Man ever did create.
The bus called Graveyard Eight!

The bus called Graveyard Eight!
Ooooh!

Runs midnight to dawn, no driver in sight,
Fuelled by evil incarnate,
Never slowin' down as it prowls the town,
Plowing animals down to their fate.
Better run from Graveyard Eight!

Better run from Graveyard Eight!
Lookout! Aw!

So hear and fear, and keep the kids clear,
Of this express to the Pearly Gates...

It got two of my uncles and six of my cousins.
They were all from upstate.
True story.

The bus called Graveyard Eight! Yah!

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