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Planet Terror
03:44
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I'm feelin kind of strange
I'm gonna eat your brain
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I feel the pain
I'm my own enemy
Now there's a stain
On my memory
I look around
It's getting harder to see
I'm on the ground
There's nothing left of me
The older I get
The better I was
I used to live
Just chasing the fun
But now I give
Give it all just to get around the sun
They used to say
If you're going thru hell
Just keep going
You must be doing it well
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3. |
Time Of Legends
06:46
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From behind the castle walls
Ancient stones begin to fall
Climb the stairwell to the tower
Feel the heat of rising power
Cross the threshold to the night
Looking back to what is right
Falling to the rocks below
Now you hear the howling grow
Raise the sails and cut the cord
Ships advance across the fjord
Skies grow dark with stormy weather
Crawl beneath my shield of leather
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4. |
Creature
03:46
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Creature from the black lagoooooooon!!!
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Phantom Whisper
07:14
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Vanity is cracked with lies
The changeling unmasked before
the pale moon fills the sky
Far below the raven's wing
A phantom whisper from behind
Your need to feel the sting
Better close the windows
Better lock the door
Better close the windows
Cuz I'm back for more
Growing up I never knew
How far I'd go or just how much
I'd grow to resemble you
Dance around the sacred stone
Release the hounds into the hills
To gnaw life to the bone
The centaur pulls his fiery bow
The longer you stare at the flame
The more you'll know
Deep within the warm delight
Dark desire beckons
Like the summons of the night
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6. |
Drinkin' About You
05:04
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My ego's been bruised
And my soul feels abused
Now I'm hittin the sauce
Like the devil's balls
Got a gravely rash
Cuz my heart's in the trash
Can't remember why
Thanks to whiskey and rye
I can't lie down without holding my head
Baby I think now I've drunk more than I've bled
Come on girl, put that poison in my cup
If there's one thing I can't stand now
It's up
I can't stop drinkin about you
There's a fire in my gut
Babe I'm stuck in a rut
Drinkin forty-rod booze
If I don't play I can't lose
Grind your groovy hips
Into my barbecued lips
Shake that buttercup
Cuz I'm all tuned up
My ego's been bruised
My soul feels abused
Now I'm jagged to the bone
Since I fell from my throne
Grind your groovy hips
Into my barbecued lips
I'm half in the bag
Cuz your love's such a drag
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7. |
Pagan Raygun
05:36
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Swamp Thing
04:52
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He dwells beneath
The mossy trees
He walks with a limp
And trips on cypress knees
He's eight feet tall
A dark shade of green
'Swamp Thing' they call him
He thinks that's kind of mean
Nobody loves him
They think it's just a phase
Nobody needs him
He's too stuck in his ways
Nobody minds him
He just likes it that way
Nobody finds him
He'll stay under for days
He lets out a roar
But it could be gas
His back is sore
From carrying all that wet grass
There's lumps on his head
He's losing his hair
He's hooked on meds
Cuz there's no one else to scare
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