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01.04.2003 |
1. | Howdy Folks |
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3. | Saddle Up the Mule |
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5. | Stuck In The Mud |
6. | Holy Miss Moley |
7. | Who's Gonna Mow Your Grass? |
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9. | Into the Pit |
10. | Something for You Men (by Helen Kane) |
11. | I Wanna Be Loved by You (by Rob Zombie) |
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13. | Scarecrow Attack (by The Ramones) |
14. | My Baby Boy |
15. | Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue (by Slim Whitman) |
16. | Investigation and the Smokehouse |
17. | Bigger the Cushion (by Rob Zombie) |
18. | I Remember You |
19. | Drive Out the Rabbit (by Rob Zombie) |
20. | Mary's Escape (by Lionel Richie, Trina, Rob Zombie) |
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22. | Ain't the Only Thing Tasty (by Rob Zombie) |
23. | Dr. Satan |
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25. | To the House (by Rob Zombie) |
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she got a corpse
under her bed
he had her fun
but now he's dead
hear momma said
come feed desire
her brother said
hey, throw her on the fire
this is the house
come on in
this is the house
built on sin
this is the house
nobody lives
this is the house
you get what you give
i cut the flesh
and make it bleed
fresh skin
is what i need
i let it dry
out in the wood
all your crying
did no good, yeah
now you're lying
on the floor
yeah, you can't
take anymore
the devil's laughing
in your face
give me another taste, yeah
[Thanks to Christian2000@militarynow.com for these lyrics]
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*Evil laugh*
Attention boils & ghouls
It's time for Dr. Wolfenstein's
Creature Feature Show
Yeah
Solitary things, in a monster eye
Undertaker, fog high in a coffin sky
Cool ghoul, ain't a fool
All the ladies cry
Ghost host, with the most
All the ladies die
Everybody Scream for Wolfenstein
A skeleton brain, in a graveyard mind
Everybody Scream for Wolfenstein
A voodoo daddy he's a one of a kind
Yeah
Ah! The Doctor is in!
Don't scream, don't move, haha!
I'm your host
Your ghost host, with the most
Dr. Wolfenstein
Yeah
Shriekin' in the night, on holy hills
A matter badder, baby
Givin' you the chills
Cool ghoul, ain't a fool
Sharpen up the fangs
Ghost host, with the most
Join a monster jam
Everybody Scream for Wolfenstein
A skeleton brain, in a graveyard mind
Everybody Scream for Wolfenstein
A voodoo daddy he's a one of a kind
Yeah
Yeah
Everybody Scream for Wolfenstein
A skeleton brain, in a graveyard mind
Everybody Scream for Wolfenstein
A voodoo daddy he's a one of a kind
Yeah
*Evil laugh*
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Who's Gonna Mow Your Grass? |
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"Huntin' humans? Ain't nothin' but nothin'. They all run like scared
little rabbits. 'Run rabbit, run.' Run, rabbit! Run, rabbit, RUN!"
Run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .run. . .
Run, run, rabbit, run away (run away)
Run, run, rabbit, run away (run away)
Let me get her, I know what to do
Let me get her, I know what to do
Run, run, rabbit, run away (run away) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
The child's so pure, dyin' in the clutch
The child's so pure, drownin' in the hutch
Run, run, rabbit, run away (run away) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey, yeah! Hey, it's alive! Hey, yeah! Hey, I survive!
Hey, yeah! Hey, it's alive! Hey, yeah! Hey, I survive!
Mary, Mary - ain't this a fun?
Mary, Mary - I got a gun!
Run, run, rabbit, run away (run away) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Let me get her, I know what to do
Let me get her, I know what to do
Run, run, rabbit, run away (run away) Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey, yeah! Hey, it's alive! Hey, yeah! Hey, I survive!
Hey, yeah! Hey, it's alive! Hey, yeah! Hey, I survive!
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Baby :
Gimme a B
Gimme a A
Gimme a B
Gimme a Y
Whats that spell?
Whats that spell?
Whats that spell?
Cheerleader: Baby
Earl had a baby
Baby was her name
He knew she was crazy
Tiny was the same
Down behind the shed
Slaughtering the hog
Slice it on the belly
Feed it to the dog
1,2,3 who should I kill?
Everymother fucker running up the hill
1,2,3 what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you
Pussy Liquor
Make ya sicker
Pussy Liquor
Do it quicker
(spoken x2)
Baby: Yeah we liked to get fucked up, and fucked up
Goober: Yeah i like to get fucked up too
Baby: Yeah I bet you do
Earl had a baby
Otis was his name
White as a ghost totally insane
Otis loves the girls
Young and clean
Drowning in a bucket of gasoline
1,2,3 who should I kill?
Everymother fucker running up the hill
1,2,3 what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you
Pussy Liquor
Make ya sicker
Pussy Liquor
Do it quicker
(spoken x2)
Baby: Yeah we liked to get fucked up, and fucked up
Goober: Yeah i like to get a blow job too
Baby: Yeah I bet you do
Dont you know something
They wont tell
Send them to a hell
Burnin in the house
Spirits are alive
A tongue lashing mama
Help em to survive
1,2,3 who should I kill?
Everymother fucker running up the hill
1,2,3 what should I do?
Get fucked up and fuck up you
Pussy Liquor
Make ya sicker
Pussy Liquor
Do it quicker
(spoken x2)
Baby: Yeah we liked to get fucked up, and fucked up
Goober: Yeah I like to get a blow job too
Baby: Yeah I bet you do
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Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue |
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Investigation and the Smokehouse |
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A little way back
where the end meets the road
Turn your back
& I might reload
A bullet in your head
& one for your brain
Be another one face down in the rain
Little piggy, little piggy
what do you see?
You're lookin' at death
when you're lookin' at me
Little piggy, little piggy
what should you do?
I am the devil what's comin' for you
The moon won't sink
& the sun won't shine
I season my blood
with turpentine
Everything is true
when you know what's real
A (sick?) black dog
gettin' drunk on the wheel
Little piggy, little piggy
what do you see?
You're lookin' at death
when you're lookin' at me
Little piggy, little piggy
what should you do?
I am the devil & I'm comin' for you
I crawl on the ground
& I start to bleed
I'm the one you dream about
when you sleep
(Eyes of death?)
& bone in blood
Your lungs are freakin' out
when you're drownin' in the mud
Little piggy, little piggy
what do you see?
You're lookin' at death
when you're lookin' at me
Little piggy, little piggy
what should you do?
I am the devil what's comin' for you
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Ain't the Only Thing Tasty |
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OW! - She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
Yeah! She's a mighty might just lettin' it all hang out
OW! - She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
The lady's stacked and that's a fact,
Ain't holding nothing back.
She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
She's the one, the only one, who's built like a amazon
The clothes she wears, the sexy ways,
make an old man wish for younger days
She knows she's built and knows how to please
Sure enough to knock a man to his knees
OW! - She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
Yeah! She's a mighty might just lettin' it all hang out
OW! - She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
The lady's stacked and that's a fact,
Ain't holding nothing back.
Shake it down, shake it down now
[TRINA] : I'm the chick of the south built like a
BRICK HOUSE
Bad to Bone, Fed a girl Stallion
BRICK HOUSE- Amazon
And I Stay Fly Y'all
With a body a grown man would cry four
When I walk nigga's whistle
I keep them hotter than missile
When I'm doing my thizzle
36-24-36, Hand on hips when I walk with a switch
I'm okay as along as I got more stilettos
Classy, but can tell I'm still Ghetto
Slim in the waist when I'm lying back whoa
Petite but I can beat to death
I'm the baddest bitch
Y'all can keep the rest
BRICK HOUSE and my walk mean
and I stay on the scene so fresh, so clean
OW! - She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
Yeah! She's a mighty might just lettin' it all hang out
OW! - She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
The lady's stacked and that's a fact,
Ain't holding nothing back
She's a BRICK----HOUSE!
She's the one, the only one, who's built like a amazon
Break it down now (8x)
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