SHOUTING
Created | Updated Sep 4, 2003
ONE NIGHT I WENT OUT,
TO HAVE A GOOD SHOUT,
IN THE LOCAL CEMETARY,
I SHOUTED SO LOUD,
I WOKE THE DEAD,
AND THEY ALL CAME AFTER ME
IT WAS DARK OUT THERE,
IF YOU KNOW WOT I MEAN,
AND AS THEY BEGAN TO CATCH UP WITH ME,
I BEGAN TO SCREAM
IN A LAST DITCH EFFORT,
MY SOUL TO SAVE,
I JUMPED INTO
THE NEAREST GRAVE
IT WAS BLACK IN THERE,
AND DOWN I FELL,
FOR I HAD JUMPED INTO,
THE DEVILS' WELL
DOWN I FELL
WITH NO HOPE,
DOWN LIKE A BUCKET
WITH NO ROPE
DOWN I FELL,
DOWN THE DEVILS' WELL
FOLLOWED BY THE DEAD,
DOWN
TO
DINGLY DELL
BEHIND ME THE DEAD,
STARTED TO HISS,
'COS THE DEVIL THINKS PEOPLE
WHO MAKE NOISE IN THE NIGHT,
ARE TRYING TO TAKE THE PISS
NOW I AM SILENT,
MORE SILENT THAN THE DEAD,
'COS CARELESS NOISE,
IN THE DEVILS' WELL
ECHOES FOREVER
INSIDE
YOUR
HEAD
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