To Hell with boys creepin' up slowly
Swingin' them shovels 'round
Diggin' up words of pleasure
From evil hollow ground

O - an here's one now girl
The devil is in his eye
You'd better start stirring up soil boy
Or hear e'r you'll lye

Whispered to you in the dark
And I think you heard me say
Let's say goodbye like we said hello
In a friendly kind of way

Ye Charlie's neat