Rob Zombie, Various Songs, lyrics
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Hands Of Death (Burn Baby Burn)
Sometimes the wicked ones
????????? the mortal sting
I am the only one
?Across the dreary plane?
?I am watching?
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die
????????? horrified
And seat yourself a ride
Get out of your denial
A genius of the night
And I am watching
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
They creep and crawl inside
Into the heart of cold
So dead and paralyzed
Perversion of the soul
I am watching
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn

The Great American Nightmare
Dig deep down from Planet X, yeah
Thirteen ghosts in the devil's head
Step right up and feel the fire
Hardcore love of the never dead

Call me the American nightmare
Call me the American dream
Call me your soul corrupted
Call me everything you need

Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, who do you love
Yeah, motherfucker
Who do you love, yeah

Black boots stomp and penetrate, yeah
Lust and death gone in your head
Rat pack mind degenerated
Thirteen ghosts sing the body red

Call me the dark intruder
Call me the haunted sea
Call me your Monster Zero
Call me anything you need

Call me the American Nightmare
Call me the American dream
Call me your soul corrupted
Call me everything you need

Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, who do you love
Yeah, motherfucker
Who do you love, yeah

Call me the American Nightmare
Call me the American dream
Call me your soul corrupted
Call me everything you need

Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, who do you love
Yeah, motherfucker
Who do you love, yeah

Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah, who do you love
Yeah, motherfucker
Who do you love, yeah

Halloween (She Get So Mean)
Aw! Pack the moon with coffin, eyes so crazy for the dead
she go-go in the devils house with a satan on the bed
Freak on her like a maniac yeah go baby, go
A Psycho-path and a poor white trash is all she'll ever know

HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN!
That's When She Gets SO Mean!
HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN!
Come on baby Scream!

Aw! Stop the wisk, came a sugarhill and make your motor run
A Sideshow last said I'm under a freaks, your babys got a gun
Sadonna kids have a fixter ball (???), You're grinin for the dead.
The rats are comin to a run away, and Side you hand to head.

HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN!
That's When She Gets SO Mean!
HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN!
Come on baby Scream!

Pack the moon with coffin, eyes so crazy for the dead
she go-go in the devils house with Satan on the bed
Freak on her like a maniac yeah go baby, go
A Psycho-path and a poor white trash is all she'll ever know
HALLOWEEN HALLOWEEN!
That's When She Gets So Mean!
HALLOWEEN! HALLOWEEN!
Come On Baby Scream!


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