Under the arc of a weather stain boards Ancient goblins and warlords Come out of the ground, not making a sound The smell of death is all around And the time when the cold wind blows No one cares, nobody knows I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again Follow Victor to a sacred place It's a dream I can't escape Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones Spirits moaning among the tombstones And the time when the wolves cry out Listen close and you can hear me shout I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again ♪ The moon is full, the air is still All off a sudden, I feel a chill Victor is grinning, flesh is rotting away Skeletons dance, I curse this day And the time when the wolves cry out Listen close and you can hear me shout I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again I don't want to be buried in a pet cemetery I don't want to live my life again Oh, no Oh-oh, no I don't want to live my life, not again Oh-oh, no, not again I don't want to live my life, not again Oh-oh, oh no