Creepy Dead Folk Well look up on the hill, man what do I see? A bunch of creepy dead folk comin' after me They're after my brains, maybe my feet I turned to my baby said, "hey darlin' ain't this neat?" Chorus: Run to the house, run to the mall Run to your car, don't trip and fall They're after you, there's nothin' you can do The creepy dead folk A few days later we were back at the house The doors are boarded up, we're being quiet as a mouse They're bangin on the windows, dancin' on the rug Doin' the stumble, the limp and the jitterbug (Chorus) Everything got crazy they were starting to move When Elvis, Gene and Buddy all got in on the groove Elvis sang a song, Gene did too Buddy got on stage and he sang Peggy Sue (Chorus)