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lyrics

There is a dark secluded place
Where crews go "poof" without a trace
The host can find no breathing space
It's called New Jersey Hideaway - ole!

They said we shouldn't do a show
They're wearing masks in Buffalo
This year you should the day forego
But no, we'll call it Hideaway - ole!

All the other shows are on hiatus
Don't you know
We were just too eager
To engage a studio
But the season's gremlins
Soon reminded us of this
If you go there
You must beware
Deranged impalers can't resist

And now we meet our reckoning
The ghouls are strangely beckoning
The charnel house is echoing

We had our brainless Hideaway - ole!

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from The Last Drive​-​In with Joe Bob Briggs (Original Series Soundtrack LP, Vol. 1), released October 18, 2021
Lyrics and Lead Vocals by Joe Bob Briggs

Music Produced & Performed by John Brennan

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