Ghost Rider’s Revenant Spurs

(wheeew) Listen close to the desert wind...

He's riding through the dust.

The phantom of the zombie cowboy Rides a dead horse through the

sand

His rusty spurs they do not jingle

But they scream across the land

If you hear a random gunshot ring

Better know that he is near

A shadow in the desert

light

Breathing down your neck with fear If he says look back Don't

look back! Run as fast as you can tonight!

He's a ghost rider

zombie

Haunting in the pale moonlight!

Keep your blood inside your veins And run for your life!

Don't look back, don't meet his eyes

The undead rider wants his prize

He's hunting for the living warmth Underneath the barren skies The spurs

are screaming out again

A cold sweat on your skin

The ultimate pursuit has started

And you do not want to let him win

If he says look back

Don't look back! Run as fast as you can tonight!

He's a ghost rider zombie

Haunting in the pale moonlight!

Keep your blood inside your veins And run for your life!

He's a ghost rider...

Don't look back. (ahhhh)