Haunted by the specter of randy tate   Oh, the horror of that disembodied balding pate   Cast a shadow in the sunlight and glows in the dark   And hovers among the righteous light a fetus in a jar      Claims the backing of the heavenly host   And been seen scheming with joe mccartney's ghost   To drain away your freedom and deny you a choice   And get you belivin' in the lies they foist      With the eyes of a newt and a grinch-like grin   It throws the first stone because spirits don't sin   Well night after night I'm kept awake   Tormented by the specter of randy tate