There’s a little devil sittin’ on my shoulder There’s a little monster swimmin’ in the bog There’s something howling deep in the forest Always lock your windows when we get fog Ahhhh, all these open graves Mutants living in the caves There’s a sleepy little town in the middle of nowhere. Of nowhere. There’s a creepy little town it’s the source of terror. All terror. Not the kind of place you wanna be out alone But this sleepy little creepy little town is my home There’s a nameless, faceless thing crawling down from out of the hills There’s a prehistoric prophecy on the verge of being fulfilled Everybody down in the village likes to gather at the general store Talk about the screams coming from the mansion and comparing our mysterious open sores… There’s a sleepy little town in the middle of nowhere. Of nowhere. There’s a creepy little town it’s the source of terror. All terror. Not the kind of place you wanna be out alone But this sleepy little creepy little town is my home There’s a necromantic circle out beyond the standing stones You can find it easy, you just follow all the scattered bones Don’t let the witches coven see you out by the abandoned well, cause They might seem sociable but no one’s ever lived to tell us… There’s a sleepy little town in the middle of nowhere. Of nowhere. There’s a creepy little town it’s the source of terror. All terror. Not the kind of place you wanna be out alone But this sleepy little creepy little town is my home