Headless Horseman

The Microphones

I got hit hard, I'm on the ground

And if you swing again I'll duck

And I wish you best of luck

You deserve yourself

And I return from my trip to hell

As a headless horseman

'Cause oh what a loss

I went back to get my stuff

And it was tangled up and tough

I stood there and stared you down

And I walked aimlessly around

With a flaming pumpkin head

Oh what a loss

My soft hands replaced by claws

You turned me into a stray dog, from mighty human man

Oh what a loss

Oh what a loss

I miss my closest friend

And now I cling to rocks and wind

It's a precious thing we lost