Chiller Theatre - Deborah Griffin Bay

    It's not that you mean more to me than you should
    There's lots I should be doing --if I could
    It's just you're usually home by now
    So I think you must be dead
    You're lying in an alley with a bullet in your head

    CHILLER THEATRE --Why don't you call? Vincent Price is at the door
    CHILLER THEATRE --When will you call? Quoth the raven "Nevermore"
    Where the hell are you? Where the hell are you?

    I'm sure there's nothing wrong at all --it's just me
    The train was late --sure, that explains it, probably
    It's just you're usually home by now
    So I think you must be dead
    And stuffed in someone's trashcan, without your head

    CHILLER THEATRE --Why don't you call? Vincent Price is at the door
    CHILLER THEATRE --When will you call? Quoth the raven "Nevermore"

    So I'm not really worried --you know me
    I could even live without you --easily
    It's just you're usually home by now
    So I think you must be dead
    You will be soon if I find out you've been in someone's bed

    CHILLER THEATRE --Why don't you call? Vincent Price is at the door
    CHILLER THEATRE --When will you call? Quoth the raven "Nevermore"
    Where the hell are you? Where the hell are you?
    Can't you find a phone? You better be alone.

    © 1986 by Deborah Griffin Bly

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