Bob Hope never went
Along the road to great Cthulhu
And Triple-A has no maps
And all the tcho-tchos lay traps
You'll see an ancient sunken city where the angles are wrong
You'll see the fourth dimension if you're there very long
Come to the conventicle
Bring along a pentacle
Otherwise you'll be dragged off by a tentacle
There's a mountain in the middle with a house on the peak
A gnashin' and a thrashin' and a clackin' of beak
Your soul you'll be a-lackin'
When you see that mighty Kraken
Oo-oo, great Cthulhu's starting to speak
So, come on aboard
Along the road to great Cthulhu
Wendigos and dholes
Will make Big Macs of our souls
Under the sea
Down in the ancient sunken city of Rlyeh
In the lair of great Cthulhu
They'll suck your soul away
Great Cthulhu, great Cthulhu
Suck your soul
Great Cthulhu, great Cthulhu
In the lair of great Cthulhu
They'll suck your soul away