The Turkey Pokey (2015 Version) - The Kiboomers

Now that I know that the right time has come My prediction will surely be true The impending disaster it looms And the whole of the village is doomed Why won't you listen to me It is so hard to understand That I am the real seventh son Your life or death on me depends Suffering and pain impending disaster Souls crying the devil's laughter Heard the cry of the seven whistlers Lucifer smiles looks on and waits I'll take your life in my hands Your fate your fortune's in my visions Heed what I say and you'll see What will be Please listen to me Now that they see the disaster is done Now they put all the blame unto me They feel I brought on a curse Don't they know that the torment It stays with me knowing that I walk alone Through the eyes of the future I see They don't even know what fear is Don't they know I'm the one who is cursed Purgatory beckons souls lost forever Life after death or heaven hereafter Heard the call of the seven whistlers again Now Lucifer laughs hell awaits I had their lives in my hands Their fate their fortunes in my visions No one believed in my true prophecy And now it's too late

Like a mirage riding on the desert sand Like a vision floating with the desert winds Know the secret of the ancient desert lands You're the keeper of the mystery in your hands Nomad rider of the ancient east Nomad rider that men know the least Nomad where you come from no one knows Nomad where you go to no one tells Undercover of the veil of your disguise The men that fear you are the ones that you despise No one's certain what your future will behold You're a legend your own history will be told Nomad rider of the ancient east Nomad rider that men know the least Nomad where you come from no one knows Nomad where you go to no one tells No one dares to even look or glance your way Your reputation goes before you they all say Like a spirit that can disappear at will Many claim of things but no one's seen you kill Nomad, you're the rider so mysterious Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands No man's ever understood your genius Those who see you in horizon desert sun Those who fear your reputation hide or run You send before you a mystique that's all your own Your silhouette is like a statue carved in stone Nomad, you're the rider so mysterious Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands No man's ever understood your genius Legend has it that you speak an ancient tongue But no one's spoke to you and lived to tell the tale Some they say that you have killed a hundred man Others say that you have died and live again Nomad, you're the rider so mysterious Nomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us Nomad, you're the rider of the desert sands No man's ever understood your genius