Hobb's End

Sitting on my tombstone Chewing a spicy head As I hit the jaw bone I think of the things I said When I was younger I was lost and dazed for years I was a human In a cage of pink flesh In a world of bright sun Now I'm a real ghoul Creeping round an angel In an edible museum I think of all the famous People I've eaten See 'em in the shadows Sweet poets and bitter kings I was a human Dragging chains of flowers In a world of pure fun Now I'm a real ghoul Lying in the green moss Licking a pair of lips I talk about the cosmos with a half eaten vicar on a casket And we talked till the break of day You know I was a human With a house and children In a world of bright sun Now I'm a real ghoul Oh yes I'm a real ghoul now