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