The Body Snatcher, 1945

A pound of flesh, warm or cold
Both are bought, both are sold
There’s dirt on my hands, I’ll say that’s true
But a poor man does what a poor man do

And the dead, the dead don’t mind and
The dead bring in some gold
So the dead are what I’ll find or…
…I’ll make my own

I’m a humble man you’d overlook
But a favor done, and you’re in my book
Just one thing, when that debt is paid
Is yours to guess, and mine to say

And the dead, the dead don’t mind and
The dead bring in some gold
So the dead are what I’ll find or…
…I’ll make my own

And the dead, the dead don’t mind and
The dead do what they’re told
So the dead are what I’ll find or…
…I’ll make my own

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The Bride of Frankenstein, 1935

I know just what it’s like to be new someplace
I’ll bet I can guess how you’re feeling
Brand new surroundings and brand new faces
A sense of disorientation

But you don’t have to be alone
I don’t have to be alone
We don’t have to navigate this world on our own

I’m different, I know, but I tried to adapt
Now the shadows I welcome to hide me
But a graveyard ghost always seems to attract
Just the wrong kind of attention

But I don’t have to be alone
You don’t have to be alone
We don’t have to navigate this world on our own

We were made
We were made for each other

The nights I have dreamed of a hand I could hold
And of gentle arms wrapped all around me
But if you should turn leaving me in the cold
I’m not sure I could take the rejection

But we don’t have to be alone
We don’t have to be alone
We don’t have to navigate this world on our own

We were made
We were made for each other

The Masque of the Read Death, 1964

Yellow
The color of the sun that burns above
Staining all the world with light and
Shadow
Where you’ve placed your throne
And though it cost my soul I’ll
Follow

There’s not a rule I wouldn’t break
There’s no friend I won’t forsake
There’s not a risk I wouldn’t take for you
Just see me
See me

Violet
The color of the robes I wore for you
But I never even caught your eye and I’m
Frighted
That you’ve turned from me
And another’s come between
But I’ll fight it

There’s not a rule I wouldn’t break
There’s no friend I won’t forsake
There’s not a risk I wouldn’t take for you
Just see me
See me

Pale white
The color of my arms that reach for you
Though you’ve left me here in the
Moonlight
Willingly in your sway
My own weakness burned away
An ancient rite

There’s not a rule I wouldn’t break
There’s no friend I won’t forsake
There’s not a risk I wouldn’t take for you
Just see me
See me

Rose red
The color of the blood I bled for you
Now silently I wait among
The dead
But I’ll be with you evermore
The plague outside your door
Your red death

There’s not a rule I wouldn’t break
There’s no friend I won’t forsake
There’s not a risk I wouldn’t take for you
Just see me
See me