Poltergeist

The thriller fiend has been on the medicine
Just look into his eye
Wading barely over him
Where he barely sighs
Think about his situation
Who could blame the guy

His body’s been ill fill
The sense is on a love he’s paved
He’s haunted by his fear of out there
Above some ancient injun grave

I think we better burn it too
I think we better burn it too
I think we better burn it too

I think we need to fill it in
I think we need to fill it in
I think we need to fill it in
I think we need to fill it in
I think we need to fill it in

We better burn it down
I think we need to fill it in now
I think we better burn it down
Fill it in now