Showdown - SOMETHIN' WICKED

A blood moon is risin', as the corn sways in the wind
The scarecrow stands watch, but who's watchin' him
A wolf howls in the distance, that's one less soul to save
You can dodge a bullet, but not the grave
You better drop to your knees and pray

Those hounds of hell are chasin', they got demons on the run
Somethin' wicked this way comes
And saints turn into sinners, When they're staring down a gun
Somethin' wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes

A storm is a brewin', as the thunder shakes the ground
You can ride the lighnin', but not the clouds
That ole scarecrow is sleepin', he thinks his job is done
A black cat has nine lives, but you've got one
You better pray for the risin' son

Those hounds of hell are chasin', they got demons on the run
Somethin' wicked this way comes
And saints turn into sinners, When they're staring down a gun
Somethin' wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes

You better pray for the risin' son
Those hounds of hell are chasin', they got demons on the run
Somethin' wicked this way comes
And saints turn into sinners, When they're staring down a gun
Somethin' wicked this way comes, something wicked this way comes

A blood moon is risin', as the corn sways in the wind
The scarecrow stands watch, but who's watchin' him

Written by:
Tim Chisholm

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