Ain't got no lamp I got a hollowed out gourd

I eat my dinner off a Ouiji board

Skulls hanging off of my Christmas tree

Blood dripping off my easter bunny

Got a "Cemetery closed for repair" sign

and no one's car is as fine as mine



Color's the same from front to back

Matching interior - midnight black

Room for five plus one to lie

And a spare coffin in case you die

It also doubles as my bed

You heard my right that's what I said



My car's a hearse and don't you know

It's fine it's mine and paid for

Decorated as I please

You'll get a ride if you're lucky



The Girls come from miles around to see

I love my car and it loves me

Don't stare don't drool don't try to pass

My car is big and my car is fast

Let's go out tonight to the cemetery

My big black car and you and me...