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