Throw your hands in the air (hey), this is a robbery

And release the bats in fact I think they on to me

Your pretty face is going to hell

That's what Iggy Pop said before they learned to sell

Fake rebelion, You're not a hellion, You're not E-V-I-L

I can tell from the smell of the burning rock stars

That are stacked up in piles

So take a picture and don't forget to smile

I'll give you five splats up on the blood splat rating system

In case you missed em, That's the one from 95

It's got stories of rat boys and kung fu inside

The rules are breaking before they're getting written

The blood from your fingers got your grip slightly slipping

It's ok cause we're all going down troubles always brewing

Cause there's one in every town



This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show

(Yeah)

This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show



(Right)

Take a rock from the dead kings crown

You're feeling at home when you're in a ghost town

So disappear and here's the last warning, lay down your head

Close your eyes, you'll feel better in the morning light at

The end of the tunnel is a train, relax your head and shut off

Your brain... I got nothing else



This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show

(Yeah)

This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show

Check it out



This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show

(Yeah)

This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show

(Yeah)

This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show

(Yeah)

This is a horror show, Real horror show

Real horror show



Blacklight thriller disguised as a killer, not feeeling sick but

Always getting iller, things go erratic when the beats get mathmatic

Turn up the guns cause they always shooting static

Yeah I invented it but you resented it, everything I own

That's right you only renting it

You want rock n roll, how deep you want the soul

I got the shovel so tell me can you dig it



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