Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody that
Everybody is dead
I was raised in a deep dark hole
The prisoner with no parole
They locked me up and took my soul
Shame though what they made
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody
Go tell Aunt Rhody that
Everybody is dead
I called him and he will come
She'll answer him like he is the one
His arms 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
Everybody is
Everybody is
Everybody is
Dead
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