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Daddy's working the graveyard
We never see him around
I saw him hugging the wolfman
At the blood bath house
Daddy wants to be a mummy
Be a mummy!
My daddy wants to be a mummy
Be a mummy!
Mommy looks through his coffin
I could tell she was shocked
Inside was a picture of daddy
Blood sucking a cock!
Daddy wants to be a mummy
Be a mummy!
My daddy is a mummy man
A mummy man!
Polaroids in the dungeon
Daddy's wrapping his bone
Like a mummy in bandaids
and titty cones!
Daddy wants to be a mummy
Be a mummy!
My daddy wants to be a mummy
Be a mummy!
My daddy is a mummy man
A mummy man!
Daddy is a mummy man
EQUAL FRIGHTS!
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Dr. Dankensteins Monster
02:43
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My baby left me long time ago
Said she's DYING for a get away
Buried Susie down in the snow
But you know, she didn't stay that way
Doctor Dankenstein
Let my baby be
Doctor Dankenstein
DON'T EXPERIMENT WITH WEED
Don't tweak with freaks or the recently deceased
Doctor Dankenstein
The doctor dug her up from the grave
With a shovel made of voodoo glass
Took her body to a fucked up lab
And administered the ganja gas
Doctor Dankenstein
Hotboxing coffins in the grave
Doctor Dankenstein
Turned a corpse into a slave
My babe was laid to rest, but now she's crazed
Doctor Dankenstein
Catch me runnin from dem Dankenstein monsta
Eyes zombie red from smokin dat ganja
Up from de grave no one is safe
Sensimillia smoke fills wit evil and hate
Gonna make this an irie monster mash
Natty werewolf blowing bongloads of hash
Mummy rollin up a paranormal spliff
An him tearin up him bandages to roll it up wif
Shocked by the lightnin pon de mountain top
Lion of Judah, bless my cursed crop (Lord'a'mercy)
And I, I and I, me animate again me alive
Reanimate again me alive
Natty natty neck bolt make i alive alive
DON'T EXPERIMENT WIT DE LAMBSBREAD
Doctor Dankenstein
StrawSCARY headband!
Doctor Dankenstein
BOOberry goo!
Doctor Dankenstein
Sour DIEsel!
Doctor Dankenstein
Skunk-a-doodle-doo!
Doctor Dankenstein
Let my baby be
Doctor Dankenstein
DON'T EXPERIMENT WITH WEED
Don't tweak with freaks or the recently deceased
Doctor Dankenstein
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Dracula's DUI
02:00
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At the Transylvania titty bar
It seems Drac has gone a little far
Sucking blood from all the ghouls tits
They were all ripped! Drunk as shit!
Dracula was ready to go
Drunk Drac tried to hit the road
Undead! Too drunk to drive!
That's how Dracula got his DUI
They took him to the monster jail
Frankenstein wouldn't pay his bail
The wolfman wouldn't throw him a bone
When he called him on the SKELEPHONE!
Only one call from the jailhouse skelephone!
Should've used it on my lawyer, Beelzebub!
Dracula you're getting the book
Drunk bat! You're on the hook.
You'll see a jury of the damned
Before you ever drink blood again
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Do the indian burial ground
Do the indian burial ground
Accursed indian burial ground
Do the indian burial ground
There's a new dance that's going around
Called the indian burial ground
Get a shovel and find you a mound
Dig 'er up and see what treasures are found!
Plunge your claws deep into the earth
Displacing all that sacred dirt
Use the power of the elder gods
Sifting through the EERIE clods.
Micmac burial ground
Micmac burial ground
I guess it's not really a dance
But try it out if you have a chance
Until then, I can be found
Doing the indian burial ground
Do the indian burial ground
Do the indian burial ground
Accursed indian burial ground
Do the indian burial ground
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I'm Seein' Skeletons
03:20
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I'm seein' skeletons
Jivin' around my street tonight
I'm seein' skeletons
Oh what a beautiful fright!
They're boning in the yard and
Drinking milk from the carton
I wish they would take this party
back to the GRAVE!
Those crazy skeletmans
Choppin' up lines of calcium
Those crazy skellingtons
Bleachin' their bones with 151
They won't leave! I can't sleep!
I guess I'll just join in the fun
From my mouth, a skeleton jumped out
and he danced like a bastard in my blood.
I'm hangin' with skeletons
Sellin' drugs at the middle school
I'm a fuckin' skeleton
Breakin' all the human rules
Drinking milk from the carton,
I passed out in the garden.
My dog came to bury my ass in the ground
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Don't do the indian burial ground
Don't do the cursed burial ground
Please ignore my prior advice
Unless you're willing to SLAY the price
The spirits there seemed pretty mad
When I dug up their graves and I buried my cat
That was a fucked up day
I cannot stress enough
What was previously said
The soil made my cat an asshole
He's much COOLER when he's dead
Don't do the indian burial ground
Don't do the cursed burial ground
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Manifest Destiny, baby let's go.
I'm bound for Californy, gonna score some gold
I'd like to have you for my dinner party
Don't show up late, cause I'm feelin' hungry
Aw yeah
What do you weigh?
'Bout 224?
Body fat is great
To insulate from snow
Hop in my wagon and we'll go to the coast
Through the deserts where our bodies will roast
JK, there's no deserts on the way.
Are you any good with maps? Cause I'm kinda lost.
-That looks like the way to me.
We could eat these leather straps if worse comes to worse
-But I'm stayin' optimistic at this point.
I'd like to have you for my dinner party
Don't show up late, cause I'm feelin' hungry
Aw yeah
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