Sheb Wooley - Purple People Eater
Well I saw the thing cominâ out of the sky
It had the one long horn, one big eye
I commenced to shakinâ and I said âooh-eeeâ
It looks like a purple eater to me
It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyinâ purple people eater
Well he came down to earth and he lit in a tree
I said Mr. Purple People Eater, donât eat me
I heard him say in a voice so gruff
I wouldnât eat you cuz youâre so tough
I said Mr. Purple People Eater, whatâs your line
He said itâs eatinâ purple people and it sure is fine
But thatâs not the reason that I came to land
I wanna get a job in a rock and roll band
Well bless my soul, rock and roll, flyinâ purple people eater
Pigeon-toed, undergrowed, flyinâ purple people eater
Flyinâ purple people eater
And then he swung from the tree and he lit on the ground
He started to rock, really rockinâ around
It was a crazy ditty with a swinginâ tune
And then he went on his way, and then what do ya know
I saw him last night on a TV show
He was blowing it out, a'really knockinâ em dead
Playinâ rock and roll music through the horn in his head
In the cool of the eveninâ
When everything is gettinâ kind of groovy
I call you up and ask you if youâd like to
Go with me and see a movie
Youâve got some plans for the night
And then you stop, and say, all right
Love is kinda crazy with a spooky little girl like you
You always keep me guessinâ
I never seem to know what you are thinkinâ
And if a fella looks at you
Itâs for sure your little eye will be a-winkinâ
âCause I donât know where I stand
And then you smile and hold my hand
If you decide someday to stop
This little game that you are playinâ
Iâm gonna tell you all the things
My heartâs been a-dyinâ to be sayinâ
Youâve been a-hauntinâ my dreams
So Iâll propose on Halloween
Itâs thundering and lightning
Itâs scary and itâs frightening
Something odd is tic tac ticking
Iâm back to haunt you down
Halloween, in the dead of the night, hear me scream
Iâm coming, Iâm coming
Halloween, is the fear that I fight, in my dream
My Candyman, from Bountyland
Itâs squeaking and creaking
I move silent in the night
Could be the boy from next-door
Youâll never guess my disguise
You might be the fearsome one at Junior High