Haunted by the specter of Randy Tate
Oh, the horror of that disembodied balding pate
Cast a shadow in the sunlight and glows in the dark
And hovers among the righteous light a foetus in a jar
Claims the backing of the heavenly host
And been seen scheming with Joe McCartney\'s ghost
To drain away your freedom and deny you a choice
And get you belivin\' in the lies they foist
With the eyes of a newt and a grinch-like grin
It throws the first stone because spirits don\'t sin
Well night after night I\'m kept awake
Tormented by the specter of Randy Tate
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