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Don't do it...
Don't turn around.
This what happens if you do look back
The dead is rising on your track You turn your back and
show your face
Now he's screaming, leading the chase
He's getting angrier, breathing down your neck
Out for blood, leaving a wreck If you don't want that,
you better fly
Into the dark beneath the sky
Run as fast as you can to make him tired!
Feet on fire, muscles wired!
Dash straight inside that old saloon
Under the shadow
of the moon!
Tear up the stairs,
find the room Escape the terror,
escape the doom
Find the bed, don't make a sound Before he tracks you to
the ground
Slip beneath the huge blanket Hold your breath and hide
Deep inside the saloon bedroom Let the nightmare pass outside
So he can't see you...
No more. (ahhhh)