When the ambulance arrived
There was nothing they could do to save your life
There were pieces here and pieces there
Found some bubblegum stuck in your hair
So much morgue to see
So much morgue to do
And there's so many things
That I wish you could have heard
So much morgue for me
So much morgue for you
And I can't express myself baby
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words
You had such beautiful eyes
It's hard to tell now they're covered in flies
I guess it's true that love could be sad
To see you hauled away in seven body bags
So much morgue to see
So much morgue to do
And there's so many things
That I wish you could have heard
So much morgue for me
So much morgue for you
And I can't express myself baby
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words
You were the love of my life
And now the city morgue has put you on ice
You were the one that got away
I love you morgue than words can say
So much morgue to see
So much morgue to do
And there's so many things
That I wish you could have heard
So much morgue for me
So much morgue for you
And I can't express myself baby
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words, morgue than words
Morgue than words
Full moon tonight
The stars are shining bright
There's something in the shadows giving you a fright
Such a gruesome sight
Seeing the children of the night
Destroying humans one by one
With no compassion for life
And with the dawn comes a new day
And we return to our normal ways
No memory of what we've done
Except the signs that we had fun
Now we're waking up with scratches on our back
And flesh underneath our nails
We're going down to Piccadilly Square
To raise a little hell
And now we're on the run
And you know we're having so much fun
Being American werewolves in London
So who's left, who will be next
There's no preference here
Just as long as there's flesh
And now there's no way out
You're all going down
Piece be piece, and limb by limb
Scattered all around on the ground
And with the dawn comes a new day
And we return to our normal ways
No memory of what we've done
Except the signs that we had fun
Now we're waking up with scratches on our back
And flesh underneath our nails
We're going down to Piccadilly Square
To raise a little hell
And now we're on the run
And you know we're having so much fun
Being American werewolves in London
And with the dawn comes a new day
And we return to our normal ways
No memory of what we've done
Except the signs that we had fun
Now we're waking up with scratches on our back
And flesh underneath our nails
We're going down to Piccadilly Square
To raise a little hell
And now we're on the run
And you know we're having so much fun
Being American werewolves in London
Well I broke my nail on your coffin lid
Trying to get to the beauty within
Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine
Digging a grave while wearing a skirt
Asking for trouble, gonna get myself hurt
But its fine, you're gonna be mine
Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
You make me warm and fuzzy inside
Now my wigs all frizzy
And I've got a run in my hose
Rigor mortis has been kind to you
And left you in a sexy pose
Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver
You're gonna be mine
This transvestite moves by moonlight
With six inch heels and a pink flashlight
Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine
I put you in the back of my Cadillac
Next to my lingerie and tire jack
Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine
Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
You make me warm and fuzzy inside
Now my wigs all frizzy
And I've got a run in my hose
Rigor mortis has been kind to you
And left you in a sexy pose
Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver
You're gonna be mine
All right, dig 'em up
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi
Alright
Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes
You make me warm and fuzzy inside
Now my wigs all frizzy
And I've got a run in my hose
Rigor mortis has been kind to you
And left you in a sexy pose
Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver
You're gonna be mine
It's getting dark and scary
When the stars start falling down
Who will make it through the night
Who will live and who will die
I guess nobody knows
It was the night that he came home
So you don't go out alone
When it's dark in Haddonfield
It was the night that he came home
So you don't go out alone
When there's blood in Haddonfield
And now he's looking for Laurie
But she doesn't even know
Gonna baby-sit tonight
And who will make it out alive
I guess nobody knows
It was the night that he came home
So you don't go out alone
When it's dark in Haddonfield
It was the night that he came home
So you don't go out alone
It's only the boogie man
And he knows what he wants tonight
But Loomis is trailing him
And he won't go without a fight, oh no
It was the night that he came home
So you don't go out alone
When it's dark in Haddonfield
It was the night that he came home
So you don't go out alone
When there's blood in Haddonfield
I've got a shotgun
A bottle of Jack
Going to hell and I ain't ever coming back
Last call for alcohol
I'll tell you when I'm done
Wanted in ten states
A motherfucker on the run
Now let's go
So tell me when did drinking become a crime
Your whining and complaining
Is cutting into my drinking time
I've got too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my alcohol system
I'm whisky bent and I'm feeling fine
Well, I've been up and down
It happens every time
Broken bottles don't mend broken hearts
Home wrecker 101
Now where do we start
Now let's go
So tell me when did drinking become a crime
Your whining and complaining
Is cutting into my drinking time
I've got too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my alcohol system
On your mark
Get ready and
Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink
So tell me when did drinking become a crime
Your whining and complaining
Is cutting into my drinking time
I've got too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my
Too much blood in my alcohol system
It's Friday, and everything is great
And my stupid friends got a dumb idea
Gonna go down to the lake
And we don't care about the stories we've heard
And we're too damn dumb to realize
That we're never going to return
And soon enough we're gonna meet Voorhees
We might as well write it on our heads
Come and kill us please
Hey you don't be late
Till death do us party right here on Crystal Lake
Hey you don't be late
Till death do us party right here on Crystal Lake
Hohoho
Hohoho
Hohoho
We got everything that we need
Let's go skinny dipping
Drink some beer and don't forget the weed
And have your brain at the door
'Cause where we're going
You won't even need it anymore
And soon enough we're gonna meet Voorhees
We might as well write it on our heads
Come and kill us please
Hey you don't be late
Till death do us party right here on Crystal Lake
Hey you don't be late
Till death do us party right here on Crystal Lake
We couldn't have planned it better
If we tried
We got nothing to lose but our lives
T & A and an early grave
Well sigh me up
Now Jason's here in the nick of time
To fuck us all up
Hey you don't be late
Till death do us party right here on Crystal Lake
Hey you don't be late
Till death do us party right here on Crystal Lake
I'm living the American Dream
Working for the man that I'll never meet
Trying to make a living
Trying to get by
Praying that I'll get to see another sun rise
With a little trust, I might make it
With a little love, you know I'd fake it
With a little drugs, you know I'd take it
Straight over the edge
Even if I ever got away
It would still haunt me in my grave
I was born to lose and determined to die
The odds are against me now
Let me tell you why
I'm buried, save me
Buried, whoa oh
Buried with children
All I need is a little break
So I can change my name
And leave the fucking state
There is no future
Nothing up ahead
So go ahead and put a bullet in my head
With a little trust, I might make it
With a little love, you know I'd fake it
With a little drugs, you know I'd take it
Straight over the edge
Even if I ever got away
It would still haunt me in my grave
I was born to lose and determined to die
The odds are against me now
Let me tell you why
I'm buried, save me
Buried, whoa oh
Buried with children
Even if I ever got away
It would still haunt me in my grave
I was born to lose and determined to die
The odds are against me now
Let me tell you why
I'm buried, save me
Buried, whoa oh
Buried with children
B-B-Baby you and I don't get along
And one of us will have to go before too long
I'm just trying to find the fastest way
To make you the fuck away
And I know you've got a few tricks of your own
And you know I've tried to walk that line
With you a couple million times
Every time the mission failed
And I hope you understand
Why this has come to be
I've got to kill you before you kill me
Sometimes you and I don't see eye to eye
So let me load this gun again
And we can try
I'm just trying to find the fastest way
To blow you the fuck away
And I know you've got a few tricks of your own
And you know I've tried to walk that line
With you a couple million times
Every time the mission failed
And I hope you understand
Why this has come to be
I've got to kill you before you kill me
Go, go, go
And you know I've tried to walk that line
With you a couple million times
Every time the mission failed
And I hope you understand
Why this has come to be
I've got to kill you before you kill me
I've got to kill you before you kill me
I've got to kill you before you kill me
New York City, N.Y.C.,
Pretty mean when it wants to be,
Black leather, knee-hole pants,
Can't play no high school dance,
Fuzz tone, hear 'em go, hear 'em on the radio,
Chorus
Misfits, twilight zone,
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S
RAMONES,
Bad boy rock, bad boy roll,
Gabba gabba, see them go,
C. Jay now hit the gas,
Watch Marky kick some ass,
Go Johnny, go, go, go, go
Tommy o-way-o,
(Chorus)
Bad boys then, bad boys now,
Good buddies, mau, mau, mau,
Keep it up, rock 'n' roll, good music save your soul,
Dee Dee, he left home,
Joey call me on the phone.
(Chorus)
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