"Boris Pickett and The Crypt Kickers stole a song from Dracula in 1962 and made a shit load of money. They live in posh haunted mansions while Drac drinks himself to sleep every night in a dingy coffin in a fucking haunted hotel. Up yours, Boris!"
lyrics
They sold you out, Stole the Transylvania Twist
Mr. Boris Pickett and the kickers from the Crypt
They sold you out
Take it back
Monster mosh
Take it back
Mash is lie
Take it back
It’s now the monster mosh
Take it back
MASH IS A LIE
HHHOOOOOOUH!!
All the dead
Do the monster mosh
In your head
Mash is a lie
Creeps and ghouls
It’s now the monster mosh
Graveyard fools
MASH IS A FUCKING LIE
Drac’s out for blood
Bloodsuckers in the industry
Your system is fucked
You’re a fucking corporate zombie
Fuck the monster
Fuck the monster
Fuck the monster
MASH
