Watching the people get lairy Is not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary And not very sensible either A friend of a friend she got murdered She'd made some things better for undead Would never have happened to Fomkin But they got Celandine La-ah-ah, la la lalala la Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob I tried to help fight a mummy A girl in a black dress attacked me She said that I asked it to help me Wants to get things a bit gory Something to do with religion Now it looks like everyone has gone Going to get into a fight with the King's men They're not very sensible La-ah-ah, la la lalala la Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob And if there's anybody left in here That doesn't want to be out there Watching the people get lairy Is not very pretty I tell thee Walking through town is quite scary And not very sensible La-ah-ah, la la lalala la Ah-ah-ah, la la lalala la I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob And if there's anybody left in here That doesn't want to be out there I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob I predict a lynch mob, I predict a lynch mob