The Rusty Anchor The Undertaker’s Fiesta

The rain in this village is thicker than soup
I’m tired of digging for this rotten group! Oi!
My shovel is rusty, my back is in pain
I’m going to drive myself completely insane!
So I opened the lid and I grabbed a cold hand
"Welcome, my friend, to the promised land!" Ha-ha!

"Your wine is too sour!" the skeleton said
"And why is there moss on the side of my head?" So rude!
He picked up a cello made out of a spine
And started to play with a rhythm divine!
The Spanish guitar set the workshop on fire
As we joined the ghouls in a heavenly choir! Hey!

Dance on the coffin, break all the bones! Hey!
Ignore all the crying and ignore all the groans!
With a bottle of rum and a Spanish guitar
We’re the brightest dead stars in the tavern of scar! O-o-oh!

The Mayor walked in with a look of surprise
He couldn't believe his own living eyes! No!
I handed him castanets made out of teeth
"Join us, your Honor, there’s no peace underneath!
He started to whirl in a coat made of dust
In a world full of shadows, in a world full of lust!(Rrr-ha!)

One more dance!
Hey!