Oh My Goth!

He's an undead ghoul from a skeltal race He drove a big black spire through the void of space From a cemetary planet of the living dead He's got a robot monster with a TV head And a ghost from tombstones under his bed And if they beam you on board: Don't go in the basement! (Don't go in the basement!) OH MY GOTH! It's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! He's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! He came to pave our world! But hasn't done it yet Too busy chasing girls on the internet! But if they beam ya on board take a friend or 5 Cause your favorite band is playing live And if your boss shows up he better know how to rock! Cause if he doesn't get down, We'll push him in the air lock! (We'll push him in the air lock! ) OH MY GOTH! It's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! He's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! She's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! We're....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! Oh the Devil himself is after us With his right hand man, Lord Beelzebub! Pass me that Sonic Cattle Prog We'll have them drinking and twitching like a pocket goth! OH MY GOTH! It's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! He's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! She's....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead! OH MY GOTH! We're....Undead, Undead, Undead, undeader than dead!