Testo Talkin' Randy Tate's Specter Blues

Haunted by the specter of Randy Tate Oh, the horror of that disembodied balding pate Cast a shadow in the sunlight and glows in the dark And hovers among the righteous light a fetus in a jar Claims the backing of the heavenly host And been seen scheming with Joe McCartney's ghost To drain away your freedom and deny you a choice And get you belivin' in the lies they foist With the eyes of a newt and a grinch-like grin It throws the first stone because spirits don't sin Well night after night I'm kept awake Tormented by the specter of Randy Tate