The Ghosts Of The Heceta Head
Deep under sea Their watery grave's giving in They seek relief A lighthouse to haunt from within
Doesn't matter how long it'll take 'Cause they have found a new home They will shatter, wreak havoc and break The gray lady must go
From the mud Hands of dirt and rust They take the lighthouse over
For the worse With a brand new curse You won't be please at meeting The new ghosts of the Heceta head The ghosts of the Heceta head Oooh-ooh-ooh
One final time The misty gray lady appears They bring in grime The lighthouse will face greater fear
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