Meet At Midnight Songtext
Yesterday as I finished the last of the seven graves
I went to call McKenzie
I woke him up in the middle of the night
You should have heard me...SURPRISE!
Oh revenge is sweet
Up and awake, McKenzie knew that I was still alive
And I have to tell you
He is the Mayor of this God forsaken town
He's Lucy's father, the man that brought me down
He is such a sick little man
He's so much sicker than me, and I am
Meet me at midnight by the cemetery gates
Meet me at midnight or your Lucy will be dead
Revenge is sweet
Revenge is sweet, I know that you agree
Call me sick in the head, but I would never lie to you
I worked for the man
Mayor McKenzie is an old perverted swine
I caught him one night, molesting his own little child
Who do you think they all believed?
He is such a sick little man
He's so much sicker than me, and I am
Meet me at midnight by the cemetery gates
Meet me at midnight or your Lucy will be dead
McKenzie did you hear me?...No Lucy, she is fine
She's sleeping in her coffin
Can't wait to meet your face again
He is such a sick little man
He's so much sicker than me, and I am
Meet me at midnight by the cemetery gates
Meet me at midnight or your Lucy will be dead
I went to call McKenzie
I woke him up in the middle of the night
You should have heard me...SURPRISE!
Oh revenge is sweet
Up and awake, McKenzie knew that I was still alive
And I have to tell you
He is the Mayor of this God forsaken town
He's Lucy's father, the man that brought me down
He is such a sick little man
He's so much sicker than me, and I am
Meet me at midnight by the cemetery gates
Meet me at midnight or your Lucy will be dead
Revenge is sweet
Revenge is sweet, I know that you agree
Call me sick in the head, but I would never lie to you
I worked for the man
Mayor McKenzie is an old perverted swine
I caught him one night, molesting his own little child
Who do you think they all believed?
He is such a sick little man
He's so much sicker than me, and I am
Meet me at midnight by the cemetery gates
Meet me at midnight or your Lucy will be dead
McKenzie did you hear me?...No Lucy, she is fine
She's sleeping in her coffin
Can't wait to meet your face again
He is such a sick little man
He's so much sicker than me, and I am
Meet me at midnight by the cemetery gates
Meet me at midnight or your Lucy will be dead