Traveling in a fried out Humvee.
In Sunnydale met a bunch of zombies.
There was a strange lady; she made me nervous.
She slew them all then gave me breakfast.
And she said -
"Do you come from six feet under?
Where demons glow and imps plunder? I've got a stake so you'd best not blunder.
You better run, you better take cover."
Buying spells from a girl named Anya.
A vengeance demon gone California.
I said, "Do you have-a some magic?"
She just smiled and gave me a garlic sandwich.
And she said -
"I come from six feet under.
Where sulfur flows and demons blunder.
Can't you hear, hear the hell mouth thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
In a crypt with a lovesick vampire.
Peroxide hair and a sad desire.
I said to the man "Do you want the Slayer?
Because you know you haven't got a prayer."
And he said -
"I come from six feet under (oh yeah yeah)
Where sulfur flows and demons blunder
Can't you hear, hear the hell mouth thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."