Go Tell Aunt Rhody Songtext
von The Wainwright Sisters

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


I called him and he will come
She′ll answer him like he is the one
His arms outstretched but whe she is 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