Bucky you're a toy made of fake bones
Hanging by the street, gonna be a good prop someday
You got blood on your face, draped in lace
Kicking your legs all over the place

We will, we will haunt you.
We will, we will haunt you.


Bucky, you're a thin man, can't tan
Hey you got no skin, gonna scare all the world someday
You got blood on your face, draped in lace
Waving your bones all over the place


We will, we will haunt you.
We will, we will haunt you.

Bucky you're an old man, dead man
Thinking if you're wired gonna get you to speak someday
Blood on your face, draped in lace
Some haunter better put you in just the right place

We will, we will haunt you.
We will, we will haunt you.