They're shifting father's grave to build a sewer
They're moving it regardless of expense.
They're shifting his remains to make way for nine-inch drains
To irrigate some rich bloke's residence.
Now what's the use of having a religion?
If when you're dead you cannot get some peace
Just because some high class twit wants a pipeline for his shit
And moves you from your place of rest and peace...
Now father in his life was not a quitter
And I'm sure that he'll not be a quitter now.
And in his winding sheet, he will haunt that privy seat
And only let them go when he'll allow.
Now won't there be some bleedin' consternation,
And won't those city toffs begin to rave!
But it's just what they deserve, 'cause they had the bleedin' nerve
To mess around with a British workman's grave.
I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
And my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
(He did the mash)
He did the monster mash
(He did the mash)
It was a graveyard smash
(He did the mash)
It caught on in a flash
(He did the mash)
He did the monster mash
From my laboratory in the castle east
To the master bedroom where the vampires feast
The ghouls all came from their humble abode
To get a jolt from my electrode
(They did the mash)
They did the monster mash
(They did the mash)
It was a graveyard smash
(They did the mash)
It caught on in a flash
(They did the mash)
They did the monster mash
The zombies were having fun,
The party had just begun
The guests included Wolfman,
Dracula and his son
The scene was rocking,
All were digging the sound
Igor on chains backed by his baying hounds
The Coffin Bangers were about to arrive
With their vocal group The Cryptkicker Five
(They played the mash)
They played the monster mash
(They played the mash)
It was a graveyard smash
(They played the mash)
It caught on in a flash
(They played the mash)
They played the monster mash
Out from his coffin Drac's voice did ring
Seems he was troubled by just one thing
He opened the lid and shook his fist and said
"Whatever happened to my Transylvania Twist?"
(It's now the mash)
It's now the monster mash
(It's now the mash)
And it's a graveyard smash
(It's now the mash)
It caught on in a flash
(It's now the mash)
It's now the monster mash
Now everything's cool Drac's a part of the band
And my monster mash is the hit of the land
For you, the living, this mash was meant too
When you get to my door tell them Boris sent you
(Then you can mash)
Then you can monster mash
(Then you can mash)
And do my graveyard smash
(Then you can mash)
You'll catch on in a flash
(Then you can mash)
Then you can monster mash
(They did the mash)
They did the monster mash
(They did the mash)
It was a graveyard smash
(They did the mash)
It caught on in a flash
(They did the mash)
They did the monster mash
One of the saddest but most moving songs I've heard. Apparently written after his wife committed suicide. Well worth
listening to if you've never heard it.
Song: For A Dancer
Artist: Jackson Browne
Keep a fire burning in your eye
Pay attention to the open sky
You never know what will be coming down
I don't remember losing track of you
You were always dancing in and out of view
I must've always thought you'd always be around
Always keeping things real by playing the clown
Now you're nowhere to be found
I don't know what happens when people die
Can't seem to grasp it as hard as I try
It's like a song playing right in my ear
That I can't sing
I can't help listening
I can't help feeling stupid standing 'round
Crying as they ease you down
Cause I know that you'd rather we were dancing
Dancing our sorrow away
(Right on dancing)
No matter what fate chooses to play
(There's nothing you can do about it anyway)
Just do the steps that you've been shown
By everyone you've ever known
Until the dance becomes your very own
No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown
In the end there is one dance you'll do alone
Keep a fire for the human race
And let your prayers go drifting into space
You never know will be coming down
Perhaps a better world is drawing near
And just as easily, it could all disappear
Along with whatever meaning you might have found
Don't let the uncertainty turn you around
(The world keeps turning around and around)
Go on and make a joyful sound
Into a dancer you have grown
From a seed somebody else has thrown
Go on ahead and throw some seeds of your own
And somewhere between the time you arrive and the time you go
May lie a reason you were alive but you'll never know