• "Under the arc of the weather stained boards
    ancient goblins and warlords come out the ground not making a sound
    the smell of death is all around at a night when the cold wind blows no one cares...nobody knows
    I dont wanna be buried i a pet cemetery I dont want to live my life again
    I dont wanna be buried in a pet cemetery i dont want to live my life again
    followed Victor to this sacred place this aint a dream i cant escape
    molars and fangs...the clicking of bones spirits moaning among the tombstones
    at a night when the moon is bright someone cry's " somethin aint right"
    I dont wanna be buried i a pet cemetery I dont want to live my life again
    I dont wanna be buried i a pet cemetery I dont want to live my life again

    the moon is full, the air is still all of a sudden i feel a chill
    Victo is grinnin, flesh is rotting away skeletons dance i curse this day
    at a night when the wolves cry out listen close then you can hear me shout
    I dont wanna be buried i a pet cemetery I dont want to live my life again
    I dont wanna be buried i a pet cemetery I dont want to live my life again
    oooh no o o no
    I dont want to live my life not again... "

    -the ramones pet cematary