When we first met your hair was long and brown You haven't yet cut it all off And now it's long once again, oh Oh, it's long once again As I kept track
{Superstition now at channels here} Dead I am the one Exterminate his son Slipping through the trees Strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky Watchin
Rage in the cage and piss upon the stage There's only one sure way to bring the giant down Defunct the strings of cemetery things With one flat foot on
Shriek the lips, across ragged tongue Convulsing together sing violently Move the jaw, cry aloud Bound up the dead triumphantly Ragged they come and
Turn around and meet the hater Turn around and Zombie, thirteen Zombie, thirteen Hell on earth For what it's worth Dead on dreaming You started screaming
And out of the darkness, the Zombie did call True pain and suffering he brought to them all Away ran the children to hide in their beds For fear that
Oh, high noon, dead moon A hangin' all over you, yeah Devilman, yes, I can Cut a little piece of you, yeah Hunger, inside you Hunger Hunger, destroy
Insane blues at the green man inn Cut the lights and pray that you dead Opium dreams through the seven dials and Feel the pillow over your head Rachel
She freak out at a damaged life like a jailbait in the park A teenage wolf with a bloody knife going down out in the dark How to make a monster baby,
Creature core you can't ignore I got a 5000 fingers of dead yeah A wrestling you can't break free We're the livin' on your breath yeah Meet the creeper
13 acres of hell Ladies and Gentlemen Ladies and Gentlemen Ladies and Gentlemen Ladies and Gentlemen I would like to make the following statement I
Ah, shape shifting high And a haunted eye Falling plastic and paper demons No trace of time I'm branded sly I am your ghostmaster baby, free me All you
a little bit of Hellbilly country music A little bit of Hellbilly country music A little bit of Hellbilly coming your way I'm a little Hellbilly I'm a little Hellbilly
I'm not the king of anything Nor am I a god I ride like rolling thunder On a steed that's poorly shod I steal from necessity I kill with no remorse Brave
Rotten flesh dripping from my bones As I rip through suburban homes Creep about in a shroud of fog I'll tear the heart from your family dog Ghoul's Looking
Ten liter diesel sitting under my hood Going to drive it like ariving man would Get me some chicks And some Lone Star beer One hand is for shifting And
And some people call me just dick CHORUS But I ain't a member of the N.R.A. The American Legion, or the K.K.K. I'm a hellbilly Hellbilly Some people
Booze party on a Saturday night Come back to my place And get real tight Told Mom and Dad to get lost Don't worry, baby, now I'm the boss CHORUS Booze
