The Cramps

Sheena's In A Goth Gang

The Cramps


She's digging up the graveyard 
Black lips and toenails 
A brand new bat wing 
At the county jail 
Like tammy trapeze, the dead acrobat
I dig her deeply when she swings like that 

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now 

Mixed up women
Do you have one in your house? 
She's in the forbidden vampire underground
In the cult of the cobra, snakes in her hair 
She looks so macabre with her cobweb stare

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now

Sneer on her face like the Monalisa
Coke cold up her nose like the spinx at Giza

Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang now
Sheena's in a goth gang now