All aboard. Watch your step, people. Last call for The 
Nightmaaare 
Express! 
I found myself slippin' away 
Just this side of dead. 
I woke up in a boxcar, 
I wasn't in my bed. 
I found my leg chained to a spike 
That ran down through the floor, 
Attached to thirteen angry men, 
All rotten to the core. 
"But I'm innocent," I cried right out, 
"I'm in someone else's dream!" 
They looked around and laughed out loud, 
Said, "Brother, so are we! 
Yeah, brother, so are we!" 
"But I'm a big celebrity 
Known all 'round the land!" 
"Well buddy, you ain't no one here, 
Man, you ain't in demand." 
Speedin' towards a flamin' wall 
Like a screamin' sonic boom. 
I really gotta wake up now 
Or I may meet my doom, oh Lord! 
I may meet my doom! 
So all that I remember 
Is how much my body hurt. 
Now I'm sleepin' in the graveyard 
On the wrong side of the dirt. 
Now, on the wrong side of the dirt. 
Wrong side of the dirt, don't you know, 
I'm on the wrong side of the dirt!