Last week

I got a job

I work in the yard

Where the bodies are brought

I dig the holes

Where the coffins lay

And as the days go on

I'm getting more and more afraid

The graveyard

Is really something

The graveyard

Is really on my nerves

The graveyard

Has got me on edge

The graveyard

My god, I think I might be dead

Last night

Working late

I got a feeling

That I couldn't shake

I was being watched

From all around

Ghostly figures everywhere

But none were making a sound

The graveyard

Is really something

The graveyard

Is really on my nerves

The graveyard

Has got me on edge

The graveyard

My god, I think I just might be dead

Then that morning

People arrived

Many showed up

Cause somebody died

I did my job

Dug and left them alone

But when that coffin was lowered

I knew it was my own

The graveyard

Is really something

The graveyard

Is really on my nerves

The graveyard

Has got me on edge

The graveyard

My god man, I really am dead