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Hong Kong Slasher
03:01
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HONG KONG SLASHER
Hong Kong Slasher, a foetus on elastic
Brain-dead electrodes, a television arsenic
A bubble in a blue vein, the world on a watch chain
Like a freak on a blind date, like a spider in a gas mask
Hong Kong slasher
Chemical reaction, pupil dilation
Jesus in high heels, a seminal eruption
Strung-out DNA on a blood-stained skull ring
Carving up the subway with a cinematic knife blade
Hong Kong slasher
Hong Kong slasher
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Twilight S...
02:11
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TWILIGHT SALOPE
Space bitch Barbarella latex cock teaser
Hey bitch matrix turn tricks your hot lips
Take me for a ride on your lipstick spaceship
Let me join the ranks of your android love slaves
Space bitch penetrator galaxy vibrator
Thigh high supernova warp speed elevator
Skin tight cyborg shoot me with your phaser
To the outer limits with your orgasm ray gun
Space bitch Spock said you're the best he's ever had
The Vulcan neck-pinch orgasm planetary
You took me to the vortex took me to the second level
Zardoz gave me head in a solar eclipse
Space bitch Barbarella
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Black Mountain Blues
02:22
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Hit Parade Creature
01:30
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HIT PARADE CREATURE
We threw a party at the fraternity
Invited lots of hot chicks, bought ourselves a beer crate
Played a lot of records from the Hit Parade
But the noise woke the creature from his ancient slumber
He came for revenge and bloodlust
And to eat some dumb-ass college kids
First he kicked the doors off then he stood on Brad's neck
Smashed the whole place up looking for victims
He was all scaly kinda like a fishman
Killed all the freshmen, returned to the sea again
He was a creature from ancient times
He came to feed on America's youth like an amphibian Vietnam
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THE SUPERMARKET IS FULL OF ZOMBIES
The supermarket is full of zombies
They're blocking the aisles they're pushing trolleys
They wanna purchase they wanna purchase
They're chewing the bread they are the undead
The supermarket is full of zombies
Their eyes hanging out of bloody sockets
And special offers don't avert their gaze
For they come to shop from beyond the grave
They're evil and strong and won't be dis-swayed
From visiting every shopping arcade
But two for one offers are not to their taste
They prefer the goods routinely displayed
The supermarket is full of zombies
They're blocking the aisles they're pushing trolleys
They wanna purchase
They wanna purchase
They wanna purchase
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6. |
Yo Macumba !
02:13
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7. |
UGU Theme
02:41
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8. |
Interlude Extraterrestre
01:35
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Starsign Voodoo Killer
07:41
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STARSIGN VOODOO KILLER
Did I ever tell you I was born during an eclipse, so technically I have no starsign.
It all started when I was walking down a back alley. Some crazy one-eyed cat jumped out from a trashcan.
Sacred me shitless. I ran into the nearest bar, bumping into some head honcho. I spilled Jack Daniels down his rhinestone shirt, the cat went crazy. He had tattooed knuckles, it said ''Love and Hat'', the poor fool had run out of ink.
The moon shone through his ribcage and I could just make out on his shoulderblade the prong of a devil's tail.
He shone me an apocalyptic grin. He was wearing a gold chain with a rusty crucifix, but the Jesus had escaped.
Some two-bit hooker at the end of the bar , she was carressing a Lucky Strike between her ruby lips, and outside the reflection of the neon sign was proclaiming 'Girls all Night''. I ran a bony finger around the rim of the glass, because bad luck follows me 'round like a hawk.
I'm an out and out sinner
Looking for redemption in the blood on the mirror
I'm an out and out sinner
Looking for redemption in the blood on the mirror
I'm a bar-room lizard
In a suit for a cadaver
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
I'm carrying the corpse of a voodoo crime
I was born in an eclipse so I got no sign
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
I'm an out and out sinner
Looking for redemption in the blood on the mirror
I'm a bar-room lizard
In a suit for a cadaver
And I'm washing my knuckles in a roadhouse sink
Washing my knuckles in a roadhouse sink
I was born in an eclipse so I got no sign
I was born in an eclipse so I got no sign
And I'm carrying the corpse of a voodoo crime
I'm carrying the corpse of a voodoo crime
I'm an out and out sinner
An out and out sinner
I'm looking for redemption in the blood on the mirror
I'm looking for redemption in the blood on the mirror
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
Washing my knuckles in a roadhouse sink
I'm washing my knuckles in a roadhouse sink
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
I'm carrying the corpse of a voodoo crime
I was born in an eclipse so I got no sign
Je me suis perdu
Je me suis perdu
Kaleidoscopic circus clowns
In embryonic surgeons' gowns
Are distributing acid tabs
To the psychedelic strung-out crowds
Invisible vampires line the street
Psycotropic plants grow under their feet
As test tube babies twitch and moan
To the rhythm of the day-glo saxophone
Was it Jimi or Janice or Lenny or Jim
In the rose-lined coffin in the church of sin
Did you lose your virginity to 'Light My Fire'
In a disused cellar did it take you higher?
Did the hand of the Buddha throw the flowers on the ground
In a long-gone sixties wah-wah sound?
Did the hand of the Buddha throw the flowers on the ground
In a long-gone sixties wah-wah sound?
Did the hand of the Buddha throw the flowers on the ground
In a long-gone sixties wah-wah sound?
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Ufo Goes Ufa Brussels, Belgium
Anglo-Belge collaboration, Ufo Goes Ufa will take you down the rabbit-hole and through the wall to the dark corners of Rock ‘n Roll’s twisted psyche !
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