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1. |
Kitty LeRoy's Demise
01:49
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2. |
Do The Hack 'Em Up
03:25
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We put your left leg in
We put your right leg out
We rip your left leg off
And then we shake it all about
We throw your grandma in because she wants us to
We take your girlfriend and your sister then we’re coming for you
If you wanna get hot we know the tastiest spot
Come on down and let us throw you into the pot
Don’t …
We dance ‘til the meat falls off of your bones
Do the hack ‘em up
Tell your mom and your pop
We do the hack ‘em up
We’re gonna chop ‘til you drop
We do the hack ‘em up
First you start with the roux
Everybody’s dyin’ to get into the stew
You’re lookin’ so juicy and you’re lookin’ so plump
I cant wait to get me a piece of that rump
I wanna piece of leg, I wanna piece of thigh
C’mon baby let me give you a try
C’mon baby let me give you a try
It won’t cost a nickel and it won’t cost a dime
A little bit of garlic and a whole lot of thyme
It don’t cost a dollar, no it don’t cost a cent
You’re my main ingredient
I do the hack ‘em up
Tell your mom and your pop
I do the hack ‘em up
We’re gonna chop ‘til you drop
We do the hack ‘em up
First you start with the roux
Everybody’s dyin’ to get into the stew
I do the hack ‘em up
Tell your mom and your pop
I do the hack ‘em up
I’m gonna chop ‘til you drop
I do the hack ‘em up
First you start with the roux
Everybody’s dyin’ to get into the stew
Everybody’s dyin’ to get into the stew
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3. |
Goin Down To Eville
03:04
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He looked so peaceful lying there in his coffin
I didn’t want to disturb him
So I left the gold teeth, and took his ring
Going down to Eville
Going to have a bit of fun
Going down to Eville
Bearing gifts for everyone
Those who fail to love me
Those who've done me wrong
A taste of their own medicine
From the barrel of my gun
Going down to Eville
I'm not getting there by car
Going down to Eville
No, it's really not that far
Whichever way you're going
Eville lies ahead
You can always find it
Just follow the trail of dead
Eville! Dead ahead!
Going down to Eville
Where the blackness always shines
Where everyone's in hiding
There's no need to draw the blinds
Whether just for pleasure
Or as punishment for your crimes
Death will always find you
It's just a matter of time
Death will always find you
It's just a matter of … time
I seldom steal from children
For they seldom have anything of value on their person
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4. |
Mama's Haunted House
03:03
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We’re still living in our mama’s haunted house
Behind the photographs of us
It’s cold here in the walls
We’re still living in our mama’s haunted house
We laugh and play, we sing all day
It never hurts to fall
On the darkest night of the winter
Our mamas they’ll ring us for dinner
Her sweet voice I’ll always remember
When she said, “I’ll keep you forever!”
Reach for the pudding to taste it
Was strange but sweet so we ate it
Our bodies got stiff
Mama said, “Eat more!”
The spoons hit the floor
Mama we’re still hungry though
You made our favorite treat
We’re still living in our mama’s haunted house
Behind the photographs of us
It’s cold here in the walls
We’re still living in our mama’s haunted house
We laugh and play, we sing all day
It never hurts to fall
D…by the table
She puts us to bed in our own pine box cradles
Every night she reads Hansel and Gretel
Is this a dream, or is this a fable?
Mama we’re still hungry though
You made our favorite treat
We’re still living in our mama’s haunted house
We laugh and play, we sing all day
It never hurts to fall
We skin our knees, we bite our cheeks
It never bleeds at all
Mama we’re still hungry though
You made our favorite treat
Mama we’re still hungry though
You made our favorite treat
Mama we’re still hungry though
You made our favorite treat
You made our favorite treat
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5. |
Graveyard Shuffle
02:44
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If you want to be hip
And you want to be cool
Then we've got a new dance
You don't need no school
Try to clear your mind
Be ready for a scuffle
I hope you're strong enough
To do the Graveyard Shuffle
And it bleeds like this
Two steps to the left
Two steps to the right
One big step back
One big step...(SCREAM!!)
It can't get no worse
Take the easy way out
Too tired to work
Take the tombstone route
To be a funky guy
You just have to let go
Could be fun to die
And join the Graveyard Show
And it bleeds like this
Two steps to the left
Two steps to the right
One big step back
One big step...(SCREAM!!)
If you want to be hip
And you want to be cool
Then we've got a new dance
You don't need no school
Try to clear your mind
Be ready for a scuffle
I hope you're strong enough
To do the Graveyard Shuffle
And it bleeds like this
Two steps to the left
Two steps to the right
One big step back
One big step...(SCREAM!!)
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6. |
Zombie Eskimos
02:11
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Let us not forget the March of the Zombie Walruses---
A one-two, a one two three...
We march across the frozen tundra
Treading through the snow
Looking for some polar bears we Zombie Eskimos
Lost another finger, lost another limb
Wind cutting through our toes
Looking for brains on the frozen plains
With zombie Eskimos
All we want is some human brains
Oh what a tasty dish
But there ain't no human soul 'round here
So I keep on eating fish
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
We don't read no books, we don't watch no tv
Don't go to picture shows
There ain't a whole lot to do around here
For zombie Eskimos
We're hiding in an igloo from the zombie walrus
Think they're getting close
And I've got a hunch that they're looking to lunch
On zombie Eskimo
All we want is some human brains
Oh what a tasty dish
But there ain't no human soul 'round here
So I keep on eating fish
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
Oh zombie, zombie, zombie Eskimo
*break*
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7. |
Butter Knife
02:43
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Flowered upholstery
My starched white lace curtains
I water the flowers
My cat sleeps in sunlight
Which glows in the foyer
Butternut squash and deep dish apple pie
Twice baked potatoes and fried green tomatoes
I flavored with fennel but you need your ketchup
Your ketchup, your ketchup, your ketchup, your ketchup
I have done what I've had to do
Now I'll do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
I want to saw off your head with a butterknife (saw off your head)
I want to saw off your head with a butterknife (saw off your head)
I have done what I've had to do
Now I'll do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
Flowered upholstery
My starched white lace curtains
I water the flowers
My cat sleeps in sunlight
Which glows in the foyer
Butternut squash and deep dish apple pie
Twice baked potatoes and fried green tomatoes
I flavored with fennel but you need your ketchup
Your ketchup, your ketchup, your ketchup, your ketchup
I have done what I've had to do
Now I'll do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
I want to saw off your head with a butterknife
I want to saw off your, saw off your, saw off your head with a butterknife
I want to saw off your head with a butterknife
I have done what I've had to do
Now I'll do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
Do what I have to do
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8. |
Bleed For Me
03:32
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Her outlaw heart was famous.
Every word she spoke just made us
Fall to our knees
Every note she hit just bleeds.
Her legend lives on forever
On the cover of a vintage record.
Dead as Dillinger.
Everybody wants to be her.
Come on Mama bleed for me
Scarlet makes you look so sexy
Come on Mama bleed for me
You’re the only one for me.
In sanguine dreams Ruby speaks to me
Tell me how you keep your beat?
When you’re his sick fantasy
Every night on the TV……
Come on Mama bleed for me
Scarlet makes you look so sexy
Come on Mama bleed for me
You’re the only one for me.
I’m the only one who can love you now.
It’s taken me years, but I chased you down
Your body looks good on the cold white tile
Sexiest girl in a thousand miles, in a thousand miles,
in a thousand….
You’re the only one for me.
Your porcelain skin and your painted on smile.
What have I done to this innocent child?
Under my skin, and I’m out of my mind
There’s nowhere to hide and I just wanna die,
and I just wanna die, and I just wanna….
Come on Mama bleed for me
Scarlet makes you look so sexy
Come on Mama bleed for me
You’re the only one for me.
Come on Mama bleed for me
Scarlet makes you look so sexy
Come on Mama bleed for me
You’re the only one for me.
You’re the only one for me.
You know the only one for me.
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9. |
Blood Suckin Baby
03:12
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You’re my blood suckin’ baby you’re my little vampire queen
You’re my blood suckin’ daddy, you know just what I need (yes I do)
You take the heart
Honey you take the neck
I love me a fresh aphrodisiac
You’re my blood suckin’ daddy
You’re my little vampire queen
I never been a patient girl, I want it now
I don’t know how I’m gonna get it, but I will somehow
You better bring a fresh one home to me
Last night it was Italian, tonight’s Chinese
Feast all night ‘til the sun comes up
Drink warm blood from a lovin’ cup
You’re my blood suckin’ daddy
You’re my little vampire queen
Tell me how mean I am, daddy
You know, you never did like the horns, mama, you’re just my type
What’s that?
That’s type O-
Ohhhh
You’re the master of seduction, you know you’re such a scream
And you’re the sexiest little vamp tramp on the scene
Well I love your fangs, and I love your smile
I love your dead on vampire style
You’re my blood suckin’ daddy
You’re my little vampire queen
We’re livin’ in a coffin built for two
You can lie next to me honey, and I’ll lie next to you
Round about midnight we seek our prey
Have a little snack before the light of day
Feast all night ‘til the sun comes up
Drink warm blood from a lovin’ cup
You’re my blood suckin’ daddy
You’re my little vampire queen
You’re my blood suckin’ baby, you’re my little vampire dream
You’re my blood suckin’ baby, you’re my little vampire queen
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10. |
In The Yard
04:48
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in the yard, in the yard they will search
in the yard, in the yard covered with earth
in the yard with the insects and birds
in the yard with the ashes we burned
run wild darlin
they’ll never find you in the forest
I’ll be crying in the basement
cleaning bloody palms and fingers
in the yard, in the yard they will search
in the yard, in the yard covered with earth
in the yard with the insects and birds
in the yard, ashes we burned
hide deep under the ground there
where no one goes to seek a killer
I’ll bleach the floor and hide the pieces
and wash the fingerprints that you left behind
in the yard, in the yard they will search
in the yard with the ashes we burned
in the yard in the yard with the insects and birds
in the yard, covered with earth
it’s over now and what’s done is done
like a fugitive, I’ll live
my life on the run
shed no tears, don’t cry for me
let my memory fade
what is, is
and what shall be, shall be
so run, run run
run run wild
run run run
in the yard
in the yard with the insects and birds
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11. |
See You Soon
03:29
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Digging for gold, digging for gold
Dig myself a deeper hole
The thought occurs beneath the moon
I'm stealing diamonds from your tomb
I'll see you soon, ooh, I'll see you soon
Piles and mounds, piles and mounds
A backwards way of keeping grounds
Tarnished rings, vintage bling
Picking fruit off of boney things
I'll see you soon, ooh, I'll see you soon
I'll see you soon, ooh, I'll see you soon
Another handful and I'll find
Peace of mind, peace of mind
Another handful and I'll find
Peace of mind, peace of mind
Carved in stone, carved in stone
Dates and letters, beloved sons
All your names are blurred by moon
But I will bring this home to you
I'll see you soon, ooh, I'll see you soon
I'll see you soon, ooh, I'll see you soon
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We’re coming to munch to lunch to crunch on zombie Eskimos
You know you can’t run and you know you can’t hide and we’ll find you wherever you go
We know that you’re dead and you’re dragging your legs across the frozen snow
You cannot escape on this big dinner plate because zombies move too slow
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
You’re looking so cute in your little fur suit but it always gets stuck in my tusk
I’ve been hunting you down and I’ll turn you to brown you’re tastier than a mollusk
You’re the best food I’ve seen in this arctic marine, you zombie Eskimo
I’ll rip off your hid and I’ll churn you inside and I’ll poop you out of my nose
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
We munch we crunch Eskimo zombies for lunch
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13. |
Chunks The Clown
02:38
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Shut up, kid, and have a cigarette
I was only four years old
He came towards me in red nose
I'm scarred for life, I'm sure it shows
And his name was Chunks (Chunks!)
Chunks always treated me so bad
But the thing that was most sad
Was that he was my step-dad
And his name was Chunks (Chunks!)
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you marry it? (Shut up)
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you marry it? (Shut up)
Chunks the clown he made my mom his wife
Chunks the clown where're you going with that knife?
Never gives me candy or pie
Just bourbon, vodka, gin, or rye
No balloons or birthday cake
Mom you've made a big mistake
And his name was Chunks
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you marry it? (Shut up)
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you do it?
Mommy why'd you marry it? (Shut up)
Chunks the clown he made my mom his wife
Chunks the clown where're you going with that knife?
Hey, kid, your mom blows Chunks
Oh, that makes me kinda queasy, stop it
And tell your dad to forget my birthday next year
He’s not my dad, he’s my step-clown
Chunks the clown he makes the children frown
Chunks the clown he brings all the children down
Chunks the clown he made my mom his wife
Chunks the clown where're you going with that knife?
Geez, Chunks, it’s kinda dark and scary out here in the woods
How do you think I feel kid? I gotta walk outta here alone
Oh.
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14. |
Dead Man Talkin
03:53
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All day just takin’ it
You’re lookin’ so frail, what a mess
You’re creepin’ behind a very fine line
Unimpressed
But you won’t be going to the place filled with women and wine
You’re on your way down to the hole in your crime
Whoaa look what you’ve done
Whoaa you did yourself wrong
Whoaa you’re here then you’re gone
Just like that you are gone
I make no apology, take no regrets to my grave
I live how I chose never let life make me a slave
I lay here alone
Waitin’ for that knock at my door
I’m ready to go, I’m not fighting to live anymore
Ohhh look what I’ve done
Ohhh I did myself wrong
Ohhh I been here but I’m gone
I’ve been gone
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15. |
Above The Bed
03:49
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Out in the city
Where the poor souls sleep
We’ve been building an army
Fighting
Disappear in the sunlight
Like dust on wind
I only hear you late at night
Like a sad violin
No oh whoa
I took a picture of you and put it over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
No oh whoa
A livin’ picture of you is hanging over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
Back in the city
In a box full of soul
I’ve been looking for pity
Under blankets upon blankets of snow
Think of me as a place
You would go to rest
Covered in cobwebs
In a rotting chest
No no whoa
I took a picture of you and put it over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
No oh whoa
A livin’ picture of you is hanging over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
Breathe for a while
Your black and white smile
Watch the picture change as the features rearrange
Mechanical eye
The subject will die
Who will survive when the picture is alive
No oh whoa
I took a picture of you and put it over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
Whoa whoa whoa
A livin’ picture of you is hanging over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
No no oh
I took a picture of you and put it over my bed
But you’ve been dead
You’ve been dead
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16. |
Super Scario Land
03:51
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The vigor in life is growing near
The castle walls are closing in
The magic princess is somewhere here
(Help me Scario!)
Reality is getting grim
Hello and welcome to Super Scario Land
You have eaten the magic mushroom
And now are in the game
Please enter the dance floor
And prepare to follow all instructions given
Or you will die
Now run!
And jump!
And pop!
And pop!
The fireballs from the dragon’s breath
The flying turtles in lava pits
We’re facing hell within the depths
I’m starting to fear this is the end
Now run!
And jump!
And walk!
And swim!
Well, you only have one life left
And now you must swim for it
So don’t sink to the bottom
Or you might die
(Help me, Scario!)
Now run!
And jump!
And walk!
And swim!
Now run!
And jump!
And pop!
And pop!
Game over
You lose
Please enter another token to continue
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17. |
Haunted Rings
03:27
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Once again I climb the stair
Bedroom door jammed closed with a chair
Windows, bars, there ain’t no phone
A living hell this home sweet home
A living hell this home sweet home
Something old, something new
Something black, something blue
Haunted rings and wedding vows
Cursed the love it was on the vow
Two hearts joined a wedding seal
Ghostly love completes the deal
See the many bruised heart
Abuse the vow you never part
Abuse the vow you never part
Drivin’ from my home sweet home
Don’t return I’ll lead it on
Smash the husband in my throne
Take your love all for my own
Anna (And I??) saw inside my head
I work alone out in the shed
Fear has a voice who calls my name
Shadow beside you in the upstairs pane
Anything wrong inside this cell
My husband’s place I’m quick to tell
Bullied and pushed he hits the wall
Hidden eyes, they see it all
Fueled by love the ghost will act
Answer her call and seal their pact
Covet the wife he loved so well
The husband’s life a living hell
The husband’s life a living hell
I send my curse from the other side
You’re on this earth you know your bride
Ghostly love a wedding seal
Cursed their love completes the deal
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18. |
Oh Halloween
03:46
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Little kids trick or treat
Great pumpkin smashed on the street
Spooky ghouls, popcorn dreams
Makes Halloween a sweet treat
Isn’t it all beautiful
Through two holes in a sheet
Isn’t it all magical
Walking down Willow Street
Scarecrows hanging off a post
My girlfriend’s house has a ghost
That’s why I never stay in her bed
For fear I might wake up dead
But she’s so beautiful
Took me in that night
And it’s beautiful
Make it through the night
Three houses all down
Not your door
I play …
The wish baby down on the floor
Oh Halloween
Trick your treat
Oh Halloween
Bojangle’s shoes on my feet
Every hallow
That I’ve ever seen
Somethin’ tells me that’s just not so nice
Willow Street
And it’s so beautiful
Through two holes in sheets
And it’s ever so green
Mama look at me
Trick or treat
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A 1952 motel taken over by musicians in 2007 for the purpose of creating and hosting collaborative songwriting events, The Holiday Music Motel is the world's only motel with its own internet radio station that plays 100% self-generated content 24/7.
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