There is a Scorpion hiding himself Deep in the piles of Mojave sands He's gonna sting you With a poison gland
There's a thing about the Scorpion You've got to be warned Stay away from him instead of being tossed and turned He's gonna sting you With the poison gland
There is a stranger on the edge of the town
He's gonna put a Buckwheat Tongue down (x4)
Ressurect from the evil even though he's undead With the circle of the fire driving him mad He's gonna sting himself With the poison gland
There is a Scorpion ready to die Cruel winds of concious muffle his cry He's gonna jab himself with a poison gland
There is a Scorpion ready to die (x3) He's gonna sting himslef with a poison gland(x2)