Ramones - Pet Sematary

Am C G
Under the arc of a weather stain boards
Am C G
Ancient goblins, and warlords,
Come out the ground, not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around,
Am F
And the night when the cold wind blows
C E G
No one cares, nobody knows.

Am C G Dm
I donґt want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
Am C G F
I donґt want to live my life again,
I donґt want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I donґt want to live my life again.

Follow Victor to the sacred place
This ainґt a dream, I canґt escape
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ainґt right.

I donґt want to be buried in a Pet sematary
I donґt want to live my life again,
I donґt want to be buried in a Pet sematary
I donґt want to live my life again.

The moon is full, the air is still,
All of the sudden I feel a chain,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dance, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.

I donґt want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I donґt want to live my life again,
I donґt want to be buried in a Pet Sematary
I donґt want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, no
I donґt want to live my life again, oh, no, oh, oh
I donґt want to live my life again, oh, no, no, no
I donґt want to live my life again, oh, oh

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