Haunted by the specter of randy tate

Oh, the horror of that disembodied balding pate

Cast a shadow in the sunlight and glows in the dark

And hovers among the righteous light a fetus in a jar



Claims the backing of the heavenly host

And been seen scheming with joe mccartney's ghost

To drain away your freedom and deny you a choice

And get you belivin' in the lies they foist



With the eyes of a newt and a grinch-like grin

It throws the first stone because spirits don't sin

Well night after night i'm kept awake

Tormented by the specter of randy tate


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