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Go Tell Aunt Rhody...
Go Tell Aunt Rhody...
Go Tell Aunt Rhody,
That everybody's... dead.

I was raised in a deep and dark hole,
A prisoner with no parole,
They locked me up and took my soul,
Shamed of what they'd made.

I call to him and he will come,
She'll answer him like he's the one,
His arm's outstretched, but when she's done,
He'll be torn apart.

Go Tell Aunt Rhody,
Go Tell Aunt Rhody,
Go Tell Aunt Rhody,

Go Tell Aunt Rhody,
Go Tell Aunt Rhody,
Go Tell Aunt Rhody,
That every-body's,
Every-body's,
Every-body's,
Dead.

(Go Tell Aunt Rhody)
(Go Tell Aunt Rhody)
(Go Tell Aunt Rhody)

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