Let’s go hang at the graveyard    Dressed up, nowhere to go    We’ll smoke pot and dance on the tombstones    ‘Cos this morbid shit is so a la mode       Let’s freak ourselves out    We can have a blast    Let’s freak each other out ‘til we’re too scared to laugh       But what’s that sound?    All the devils down in hell crying for release    And what’s that twisted shape    That’s lurching in between the trees?    My blood runs cold    Pure cold terror fills my mind in the baleful night    I recognise the hateful truth -    The dead are coming back to life!       Resurrection Cemetery       Now all around    I hear cries of pain and fear as the corpses feed    We’ve found a thrill that’s further out    Than any of our wildest dreams       Let’s party down    Down at the graveyard    Let’s rock and roll    Down at the graveyard       Resurrection Cemetery