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My brother would taunt me with this when i was little. And i never told anyone but it gave me nightmares like every night from the age of 4 to the age of 8 and now im afraid of death.

I found this song from a memory I had of a book I read in elementary school 💀

thats not the full song

Chances are you'd die within 3 hours because lack of oxygen

What did she do tho 😭

Thank you for giving Rusty Cage the credit for this song. He is a criminally underrated musician and artist.

I just watched scary stories to tell in the datk

The animation reminds me of women buried alive who was going have baby outta wedlock. They would bury her alive while being pregnant with child.

Dude I found this song because of one of the FNaF songs it said "the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out, they'll eat your guts and then spit them out." (Instead of shit)

I guess she laughed at the hearse. 💀

I love Rusty cages version of the song

well that looks great

Some skeleton mage of plastic called Mr. Jangles songs this song and I finally found it. Damn that's dark as hell. Rad.

Ayooo 💀💀🔥🔥🔥

Please "sniff" don't be me im so scared "sobs" i want live , please " cries harder"

Here I always thought the song was what happened after you died, so where did the idea of being buried alive come from

Did anyone else realised,that all the buried ones are women? Whats the meaning of that, pal? Btw im not here to dramatize just wondering thats it all.

I Always knew this song but i rediscovered this one with Scary Stories books

I guess the lady was a Witch. Why else would she be getting buried alive? Perhaps a jealous lover. 😈

Thus is a Kidssong??????????NOO!!!😂😂

Honking and waving is all right tho

We would sing this song with the teachers in kindergarten when I was a kid. They would never allow that today. That tells you how old I am. Not as old as you might think I was in kindergarten in the early 80s that's how fast our country's gone downhill.😮

Don't ever laugh as a hearse goes by For you may be the next to die They wrap you up in a big white sheet From your head down to your feet They put you in a big black box And cover you up with dirt and rocks And all goes well for about a week And then your coffin begins to leak And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out The worms play pinochle on your snout They eat your eyes, they eat your nose They eat the jelly between your toes A big green worm with rolling eyes Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes Your stomach turns a slimy green And pus pours out like whipping cream You spread it on a slice of bread And that's what you eat when you are dead And the worms crawl out, the worms crawl in The worms that crawl in are lean and thin The ones that crawl out are fat and stout Your eyes fall in and your hair falls out Your brain comes tumbling down your snout And the worms crawl in, the worms crawl out They crawl all over your dirty snout Your chest caves in, your eyes pop out And your brain turns to sauerkraut They invite their friends and their friends too They all come down to chew on you And this is what it is to die I hope you had a nice goodbye Did you ever think as a hearse goes by That you may be the next to die? And your eyes fall out, and your teeth decay And that is the end of a perfect day

maybe evolution was a mistake.

WTF

노래의 가사가 무섭긴 한데 약간 중독성이 있어서 좋네요.

Still think Harley poe does this song best

0:20 I feel bad for the girl😢

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I heard that song from the Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark books and I found it funny the way the narrator sings it!!!

I remember that song from when I was a little girl! Scary then!

The thought of being buried alive is one of my greatest fears... I guess they're testing to see if this poor woman in the animatic is a witch or not. Honestly, I genuinely would rather be drowned or burned, and both of those options sound absolutely fucking horrendous as well but they're over quickly. Depending on how long it takes for you to suffocate in the coffin, it could take days.

Best version of this song! Everyone else sounds fucking stupid... Great job, man!

Fun fact: this song was originally a children's song from World War I :']

i thought it was "they'll eat the jelly between your toes" instead of "as you start to decompose" but what do i know

I wonder what she did to make them want to bury her alive

Wer schaut das viedeo auch nur wegen kyo?😂

😳 DAMN 😱

I,ts sckary

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I love This Song 🎧

WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

This was my favorite song as a kid, still my favorite song ngl-

thanks for the nightmares

I'm upset

🤬 du bist so blöd

EL TESSA

What is story about this song

Ich gucke das nur wegen kyo😅

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