Lyrics
WOUND UP DEAD
Words & Music by Arlin Godwin 1993
He took me to his house,
In Beverly Hills,
'cause that's the place he always goes,
When he kills,
He told me to undress,
And get in bed,
But that's the place his last lover,
Wound up dead,
He whispered in my ear
"I'm not our friend,
And you better get ready,
'cause this is the end",
"Oh, God it hurts,
We're the last words I said",
And then this little blue boy,
Wound up dead.