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I was lying in my bed just looking at the wall
When an apparition came to me.
She had a beautiful shape, so nice and small
Lovely from her neck to her knees.
She was carrying her head underneath her arm,
That’s too bizarre to be a fantasy.
She moved her pretty dead lips, I knew she meant me no harm.
I’ll tell you what she said to me.
We’re having a party! Oooh Oooh!
On the other side.
Won’t you come and join us. Oooh Oooh!
Come on! I’ll take you on a free ride! HA!
Living isn’t easy! Oooh Oooh!
And death ain’t the Hell its cracked up to be!
Come to our party! Oooh Oooh!
Live dangerously.
Well suicide had never occurred to me before,
It wasn’t something that was on my mind.
To me it always seemed the same as hiring a whore, you know,
A bit of a waste of time.
But when this vision spoke, life was a joke
And I almost followed her lead.
It was hard not to fall, coz after all,
Isn’t oblivion just another word for PEACE?
We’re having a party! Oooh Oooh!
On the other side.
Won’t you come and join us. Oooh Oooh!
Come on! I’ll take you on a free ride! HA!
Living isn’t easy! Oooh Oooh!
And death ain’t the Hell its cracked up to be!
Come to our party! Oooh Oooh!
Live dangerously.
We’re having a party! Oooh Oooh!
On the other side.
Won’t you come and join us. Oooh Oooh!
Come on! I’ll take you on a free ride! HA!
Living isn’t easy! Oooh Oooh!
And death ain’t the Hell its cracked up to be!
Come to our party! Oooh Oooh!
Live dangerously.
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If I was a Vampyre
04:03
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If I try to console you, you shoot me down.
I never tried to control you; you make me feel like a clown.
You’re trying to hurt me and I don’t know why.
I want to make you laugh, you only make me cry.
If I was a vampyre, you’d have a stake in my heart.
If I was a vampyre, you’d have a stake in my heart.
Hey x2
I don’t know how the Hell I’m going to do it,
But I’m gonna make you weep now if I can.
Revenge is sweet, and I’ve got a sweet tooth
But I’m not the kind to take it lying down.
If I was a vampyre, you’d have a stake in my heart.
If I was a jungle, you’d be a snake in the grass.
If I was a vampyre, you’d have a stake in my heart.
Hey x2
And if I try to console you, you shoot me down.
I never tried to control you; you make me feel like a clown.
You’re trying to hurt me and I don’t know why
I want to make you laugh, you only make me cry
If I was a vampyre, you’d have a stake in my heart.
If I was a jungle, you’d be a snake in the grass.
If I was a vampyre.
If I was a jungle.
If I was a vampyre, you’d have a stake in my heart.
If I was a jungle, you’d be a snake in the grass. etc…
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Ballad of the Baron
03:11
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People say I’m mad. I don’t care.
They try to stop me, Ha! They wouldn’t dare!
They don’t like what goes on in my lab
But if they get any nearer, they’ll end up on my slab!
Hey yeah! I’m in love with life!
I like to rearrange it with a surgeon’s knife.
Hey yeah! Its paradise!
I don’t know why I do it but I do it all night.
People say I’m mad. I suppose it’s true
But it’s none of their business what I do.
You see, I’ve got this thing about flesh
and if I keep it in a jar, I can keep it fresh.
Hey yeah! I’m in love with life!
I like to rearrange it with a surgeon’s knife.
Hey yeah! Its paradise!
I don’t know why I do it but I do it all night.
People say I’m mad. I suppose it’s true
But it’s none of their business what I do.
I like what I do. I do what I like!
And the dead don’t put up a fight!
Hey yeah! I’m in love with life!
I like to rearrange it with a surgeon’s knife.
Hey yeah! Its paradise!
I don’t know why I do it but I do it all night.
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Life's Easy
03:47
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Who knows what I’ll do to you?
Who knows what you’ll want me to?
You will want me when I’m through
Feel the power moving you.
And waves, they part for me.
And wolves, they sing for me.
And the moon, it shines for me.
And death comes half way to meet me.
Life’s easy I can do anything.
From the darkness, I can do anything.
Tomorrow, the world will sing.
Life’s easy, life’s easy, life’s easy I can do anything.
I am dark but I am true.
Yes that’s me, following you.
Who knows what I’ll do to you?
Feel the magnet attracting you.
And waves, they part for me.
And wolves, they sing for me.
And the moon, it shines for me.
And death comes half way to meet me.
Life’s easy I can do anything.
from the darkness, I can do anything.
Tomorrow, the world will sing.
Life’s easy, life’s easy, life’s easy I can do anything.
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Dance of the Zombies
03:29
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A strange and misty moon tonight, is clinging to the roof tops
All the beasts are bold tonight, the howling dosn’t stop
Curfew bells are tolling, shutters all are locked
A distant scream and somewere, somebody’s heart has stopped
And it is so cold tonight
And it is so dark tonight
Drums are beating hard tonight
And the zombies walk tonight
Undead and unfed tonight, conjured from their torment
Walk on coals and dance tonight or lead the flames and chant
Gris gris men with shrunken heads pay homage to their God
Send plagues of night assasins to terrorise the neighbourhood
And it is so cold tonight
And it is so dark tonight
Drums are beating hard tonight
End the zombies walk tonight
Doctor Voodoo rules tonight, madcap celebrations
Spells are woven blood is let, in frenzied incantations
Mumbo jumbo magic, hoodoo, charm and hex
Effigies wern’t made o please sacrifice and holy sex
And it is so cold tonight
And it is so dark tonight
Drums are beating hard tonight
And the zombies walk tonight
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Si vous ne pouvais me donner
Quelle que chose de mieux
Avec toi oh J’enais marre
Alors Je vais cherche ailleurs
Il ne vient jamais quand Je sonne
Il ne vient jamais quand Je sonne
Envoyer si vous plait le chassier
Je vousdrais voir le portier
J’ai besion d’un grand monsieur
J’ai besoin de toi
Et quand Je mon dors je reve de toi
C’est tout ce que Je veux faire
C’est toi mon chere
Tu est plusque un frère
Asseoir a cote de moi
Il ne vient jamais quand Je sonne
Il ne vient jamais quand Je sonne
Envoyer si vous plait le chassier
Je vousdrais voir le portier
J’ai besion d’un grand monsieur
J’ai besoin de toi
Quand Je mon dors Je reve de toi
Quand Je mon dors Je reve de toi
Il ne vient jamais quand Je sonne
Il ne vient jamais quand Je sonne
Envoyer si vous plait le chassier
Je vousdrais voir le portier
J’ai besion d’un grand monsieur
J’ai besoin de toi J’ai besoin de toi
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Corpus Noninhabitae
03:41
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Milk white virgin ride your cloud,
Body laid to rest.
So seductive in that shroud,
It’s now you’re at your best.
This place a happy hunting ground,
Oh lovely angel of death.
I’ll lie with you, a while or two,
And gaze on what I’ve found.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Time so short upon this earth,
You paid your debt to nature.
Skin so cold your second birth,
You’ve gone to meet your maker.
Enjoy a happy hunting ground,
Oh lovely angel of death.
I’ll lie with you, a while or two,
And gaze on what I’ve found.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Beautiful in black.
Decay, decay. I lust, I lust.
They’ll never have you back.
Enjoy a happy hunting ground,
Oh lovely angel of death.
I’ll lie with you, a while or two,
And gaze on what I’ve found…
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
Corpus noninhabitae I will be your occupant.
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Every time I see you, baby, you’re with a different guy.
You’re supposed to be my girl, but you’re giving everybody else the eye.
But if I can’t have you to myself,
yeah if I can’t have you to myself,
I’m gonna set you on fire (oh yeah)
I’m gonna set you on fire
Immolation’s my favourite sport, and you’re the next one to burn.
When you’re out, you never gave me a thought; I know you’ll never learn.
But if I can’t have you to myself,
yeah if I can’t have you to myself,
I’m gonna set you on fire (oh yeah)
I’m gonna set you on fire
My crematorium’s frying, and you’re on the menu tonight.
I hope you’re not afraid of dying, coz I’m the cordon bleu of fright (you’re gonna cook)
But if I can’t have you to myself,
yeah if I can’t have you to myself,
I’m gonna set you on fire (oh yeah)
I’m gonna set you on fire
I’m gonna set you on fire (oh yeah)
I’m gonna set you on fire
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Igor's Night Off (live)
03:48
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Igor’s heading for the bright lights! It’s his night off.
So he shuffles down to the bar where his fiendish friends hang out.
The barman makes a wicked Bloody Mary,
The menu is a cannibal’s dream.
The ghouls all jive the night away.
While the wretches in the cellar scream…
Its Igor’s night off, he’s gonna shake his stump.
He’ll eat a snack of scars as the demons dance
At the club they call the Dump!
Igor’s night off. He’ll wear his babyskin boots.
Toast the Mummy’s health with embalming fluid
And share some ghostly hoots. Whaoooooo!
The band always beats out the funeral bop.
The singer has a knife at his side.
He’s Vathek’s eunuch, Bababalouk;
And Igor hurt his pride. You see,
Igor’s going steady with Medusa the Gorgon.
He likes to comb her hair with his teeth.
But Bababalouk would love to pickle them both because
She used to be his dead meat.
Its Igor’s night off, he’s gonna shake his stump.
He’ll eat a snack of scars as the demons dance
At the club they call the Dump!
Igor’s night off. He’ll wear his babyskin boots.
Toast the Mummy’s health with embalming fluid
And share some ghostly hoots. Whaoooooo!
Its Igor’s night off at the club they call the Dump.
Bababalouk is no problem.
He can go to the pit,
And, Jump!
Igor’s night off, it ended in sin…
…but then it was bound to really; wasn’t it
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The Party is Over
03:31
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The party is over, the last dregs are drained and there’s bodies all over the floor
you stumble past couples who love where they lie coz’ there too drunk to care anymore.
You’ve got to get out, you’ve got to get out!
You can’t find your way to the door.
Its cold outside you, it’s dark outside you
and inside, you feel like a whore.
And you don’t know why etc.
The walk is long and your mind is gone but your feet find their own way.
The time drifts by and there’s stars in your eyes and there’s no one to hear what you say.
The silence is loud, you’ve got to get out! Or fall on your knees to pray.
The space is around you. The space is inside you and nothing is real today.
And you don’t know why etc.
The sun goes down and you do it
The sun goes down and you do it
You don’t know why you do it
But you do it all the time
The party is over. There’s nothing to do but cry.
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