Lyrics:

[Chanting]

Let your voices shout, spit the ... from your mouth
We are four fingers knock, remove the rock
Open the ... locker
Let your voices like a ... call from the dead the spirit of Paul Simon Nontooth
Paul Simon Nontooth! Paul Simon Nontooth! Paul Simon Nontooth!

[Chanting]

Why do you call me from my grave?
Why did you call me from my grave?
Why seek you out this gruesome sight
The way I look for you tonight
Come, come and help me find my head, hehe
You call me back from the dead?
Come kiss these lips that have no meat
Then leave your souls down at my feet

[Chanting]

Oh Paul Simon Nontooth, tell us why people live and people die
Give us riches, give us gold, and we will gladly give our souls

[Hysterical laughter]
I pluck the feather from the devil's hat
And I pluck the feathers from this cap
Don't you tell me this and don't you tell me that
Go, go, go with them and brig me my big black hat
Then bring me women that are skinny, and bring me women that are fat

Get me blood for I thirst
And if you don't get me blood, I'll drink yours first
See this cane? Come, come here
Look at my cane, look at my head
See this head? See this head?
These are the markings of the dead
If your souls have long been gone and you have nothing to trade tonight
I pluck the life from you tonight
Give me music! Give me music! Give me music!

Ah, heh, ah hehehe
Ah, sweet kisses
There is no soul
From the young and from the old
Move your clothes
Remove your earthly goods
You're going with me to the fiery woods
You can't sell what you don't own
Hurry, hurry, come on, here comes the moon
[Hysterical laughter]

I eat your flesh and I drink your blood
Then back to the fire, back to the mud
You've call me up from the dead?
Come rest with me in my fiery bed
Knock, remove the rock, open the ... locker
[Hysterical laughter]