"They can't be back" he said   A chilling wind from the living room   "Oh how can this be? I thought I buried them in electricity"   And then the radio turned on without a trace   A haunting memory upon the man's face as he said,   "They're coming back, they're coming back"      Cold haunting memories      Back, back, back, back through the radio   Now who's listening tonight?   Tonight, tonight, tonight   Man's last words   Man's last words are perfect   When nothings said at all      Scared speechless   The man's head in his hands, his shaky but let truth be known   He wasn't always afraid   Oh no, no that coward used to    Talk talk talk talk, sync his lips to the   Sound of empty promises   "They're coming back, they're coming back!"      Back back back      "They can't be back," he said   A chilling wind from the living room   "Oh how can this be? I thought I buried them in electricity"   Oh that coward used to talk, talk, talk, sync his lips   Now there is no way he's going to live through this   "They have come back, they have come back!"      They have come back      Now who's listening?