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