The Hearse's Driver
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He comes around with his black cadillac
With a coffin in the trunk
Nobody knows who the driver
People say that in the night
He comes to take your soul
He starts to attack near the cemetery
Open your eyes, he are coming to kill you
Get outta the way
Get outta the way
He is the death on four wheels
Killing innocents for fun
He listens to the black sabath
Loud in the car when he starts to kill the people
People say that in the dawn
Can you smell the blood
And see the trail of disgrace