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Carol the Killer
02:56
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Sweep the earth as with a flood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Sweep the earth as with a flood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Carol's coming to your town
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
To satisfy her thirst for blood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Who knows what runs through the hearts of men?
Carol the Killer knows
Who knows what runs through the hearts of men?
Carol the Killer knows
Sweep the earth as with a flood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Carol's coming to your town
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Gonna cut your children down
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
To satisfy her thirst for blood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Who knows what runs through the hearts of men?
Carol the Killer knows
Who knows what runs through the hearts of men?
Carol the Killer knows
Sweep the earth as with a flood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Sweep the earth as with a flood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Carol gonna cut you down
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
She gotta satisfy her thirst for blood
(Thirst for blood, thirst for blood)
Who knows what runs through the hearts of men?
Carol the Killer knows
Who knows what runs through the hearts of men?
Carol the Killer knows
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2. |
Teenage Gunslinger
01:44
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Draw your gun, draw your gun
It's the Lady of Shadows
Welcome to the year 2122
Another year with nothin' to do
Teenage Gunslinger
You got a small trigger finger
Teenage Gunslinger
You got a small trigger finger
Draw your card, draw your card
It's the eight of shadows
It says you'll never remember
The face of your father
Teenage Gunslinger
You got a small trigger finger
Teenage Gunslinger
You got a small trigger finger
Draw your gun, draw your gun
Welcome to the year 2122
Draw your gun, draw your gun
Another year with nothin' to do
Teenage Gunslinger
You got a small trigger finger
Teenage Gunslinger!!!
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3. |
Inoculate Me Baby
01:12
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I don't know how I know what I know
You don't know how I know what I know
You don't know! You don't know!
Inoculate me baby
Inoculate me
Inoculate me baby
Inoculate me
I don't know how I know what I know
You don't know how I know what I know
You don't know! You don't know!
You don't know how I know what I know
You don't know! You don't know!
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4. |
Blood Hound
02:49
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Get that hound away from me
Or it's gonna follow me back
Turn the light on, leave the door
Open just a crack
Just in case that blood hound
Decides to follow me back
Decides to follow me
Get behind me Satan
Satan get back
Get behind me Satan
Satan get back
Get behind me Satan
Satan get back
I was born in the desert
With a blood hound on my back
Came upon a rolling stone on fire
In the sky
My appetite may vary
But the blood hound's comin' back
But the blood hound's comin'
Get behind me Satan
Satan get back
Get behind me Satan
Satan get back
Get behind me Satan
Satan get back
Blood hound comin' back
Blood hound comin' back
Blood hound comin' back
Blood hound comin' back
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5. |
Killer Clear
01:47
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Slow it down
put your hands on it
Move 'em up and down
Let dead fingers talk
Killer clear, Killer clear
Killer clear, Killer clear
Killer clear, Killer clear
Killer clear, Killer clear
It's like target shooting
Imaginary trips to outer space
Practice for the real thing
Learning to breathe in silent space
Killer clear, Killer clear
Silent clear, Killer clear
Killer clear, Killer clear
Silent clear, deadly clear
Slow it down
Put your hands on it
We're here to go
And so are you if you want to
Killer clear, Killer clear
You can dance if you want to
Killer clear, Killer clear
You can dance if you want to
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6. |
French Fry
02:23
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I wish I was
A french fry burnin'
On the beach
Sun beatin' down
On my brownin' skin
In my potato skin
I wouldn't give two shits
If I was
A french fry burnin'
On the beach
Ha!
I wish I was
A meat clown rolled up
On the shelf
Smilin' with
All the other meat clowns
On the shelf
Up on the shelf
I wouldn't give two shits
If I was
A meat clown rolled up
On the shelf
Ha!
Ain't you heard?
The war's already been lost
Already been lost
Already been lost
Already ready ready
Ready ready ready
Ready. Set. Go man go!
French fry
French fry
I wish I was
A french fry
A french fry
French fry!
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