The Graveyard
Everybody come sing along,
I'll steal your soul, put it in my song,
The melody is lie a shrunken head,
It makes you immortal, it makes you dead.
You've got to put it in,
You've got to put it in,
You've got to put it in the ground.
You've got to dig it out,
You've got to dig it out,
You've got to go deep down.
You have done this all before,
And you will do this all again.
El Cementerio
Todos vengan a cantar,
Robaré tu alma, la pondré en mi canción,
La melodía es como una cabeza reducida,
Te hace inmortal, te hace muerto.
Tienes que enterrarla,
Tienes que enterrarla,
Tienes que ponerla en la tierra.
Tienes que desenterrarla,
Tienes que desenterrarla,
Tienes que ir profundo.
Ya has hecho esto antes,
Y lo harás de nuevo.