He's gonna get you He's gonna get you He's gonna get you He's gonna get you He's gonna get you He's gonna get you I'm your boogieman, that's what I am
Well, sweet a little sista's high in hell cheatin' on a halo Grind in a Odyssey Holocaust heart kick on tomorrow Breakdown agony I said ecstasy in overdrive
Alone against the world, twist a reckless life straight Into the heart of the ripper Trick of treat my mind to a rebel ride, Heldorado Move like a monster
We all go down for the sacrificial moment Crucifixion nails stain the bed of the holy Space thing blues diamond studded, sugar coated Well, I am hell
More human than human Yeah, I am the astro-creep A demolition style Hell American freak, yeah I am the crawling dead A phantom in a box, shadow in your
I Zombie cancer raging I Zombie fascinating I Zombie crucify I Zombie do not die Astro 2000 I Zombie kill machine I Zombie never seen I Zombie never
The siren sings a lonely song Of all the wants and hungers The lust of love, a brute desire The ledge of life goes under Divide the dream into the flesh
Give me your hand, give me your hand Give me your hand, give me your hand Give me your hand and you gonna get it Give me your hand, give me your hand
Yeah! I penetrate the demons Their teardrops burn away my eyes I love the paper-thin cry of the locust Is there any other way to die Find me another
Jesus lived his life in a cheap hotel On the edge of Route 66 yeah He lived a dark and twisted life And he came right back just to do it again Eye for
Death is on the midway Gambling with souls Roulette on the wire Ace is in the hole I sink beneath the feeling Moon is in my hands A crooked wheel of
Yeah, I want it Yeah, I need it Yeah, I love it Yeah, electric head in your head In your head, in you Strip down core violate and paralyze Flood my soul
Unlike the devil I?ve never seen the face of god Sweet Mr. Jesus Infected on my skin Demons surround you I'm crawlin' on the ground Shame for another
I could see the souls seeping through the stones on the horizon on the horizon my movements are drapes in a state of the art your emotions lack the face
Blowing around, turning over and out Apocalyptic dreams and a supersonic high Get running now, two hours to die What's with this guy, gonna think you
Drop it, buster Yeah, leatherneckin' down the street Like, "Hey, I'm joyridin' " Well, like a bad dog Well, come on, burn in Well, leatherneckin' down
(I just said, 'up yours,' baby!) Strip down core violate and paralyze Flood my soul a coffee dreg - supersize Slung low like a whore - yeah Devil want
The Great American Nightmare written by Rob Zombie and Charlie Clouser as performed by Rob Zombie and Howard Stern Yeah! Dig deep down on Planet Sex,
