Song Lyrics From Around The World

Home | Email Us | 0-9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z | Christmas | Soundtracks | Web Hosting with TotalChoice

big text small text home back forward print

GRAVEYARD PARADISE Written Asbjørn (Asa) Krogtoft Sung by 1-2-6 1967 The pale white-collared gentlemen, they're coming side by side The holy court of justice, to a meeting in the night They do not talk they do not smile they think and that's enough They will not make their judgement till the moon rises off above And of a thousand soldier boys At last they've made their choice Another victim soon arrives at Graveyard Paradise And there's a smiling little girl, whose dinner was a snail It's hard for her to walk, she's got her brother in a pail Her father's lying in the mud, her mother's been murdered too Her bloody eyes can't even see, and she don't know what to do But the pale white-collared guys Those desperate vampires They're watching her with bloodshot eyes from Graveyard Paradise Yes, everything is black and cold in Graveyard Paradise And when somebody is talking there is it just to tell you lies Those pale white-collared gentlemen, yes I saw them as they stood Outside the Graveyard gates, they would be laughing if they could And when somebody dies When the moon rise in the skies They're watching you with bloodshot eyes from Graveyard Paradise (Contributed by SHAY - March 2013)

    


International Lyrics Playground       Private Guitar Lessons in Connecticut!       Web Hosting with TotalChoice       Click and start earning!       Privacy Policy