Watch yourself, don't fall off of the shelf
You must be the new boys in town
What's that sound? Is someone moving 'round?
Sit down for a spell, you don't look so well
Wait a minute, I feel great, you just leave yourself to 
fate
You might as well just hang around
It's too late, we've got to operate
Just try to relax, it's a house of wax!
Oh I remember Frankenstein, shivers up my spine, whoa
I'm for getting out of here, no need to shout, my dear, 
no-o
Who will go to the cellar down below?
Trouble is a-bubblin' in the brew
And while you're down there, Mr. Vincent Price
will give you good advice, 
He'll know what to do, you just tell him "boo!"
He will put the voodoo in the stew, I'm telling you!
It's like a movie, it's a B-movie show
It's like a movie, it's a B-movie show
This is weird, it's much worse than I feared
I'll close my eyes and make it disappear
This is strange, it ain't home on the range
You just tell St. Pete, that you got cold feet
There goes the sun, here comes the night
Somebody turn on the light
Somebody tell me that fate has been kind
You can't go out, you are out of your mind
It's like a movie, it's a B-movie show
It's like a movie, it's a B-movie show