Текст песни Powerman 5000 - Horror Show

Текст:

Throw your hands in the air， this is a robbery And release the bats in fact I think they’re onto me Your pretty face is going to hell That’s what Iggy Pop said before they learned how to sell Fake rebellion， you’re not a hellion， you’re not E-V-I-L I can tell from the smell of burning rock stars That are stacked up in piles Take a picture and don’t forget to smile I’ll give you five splats up on the Blood Splat Rating System In cased you missed ’em， that’s the one from ’95 It’s got stories of rat boys and kung fu inside The rules are all breaking before they’re getting written The blood from your fingers got your grip slightly slipping It’s okay ’cause we’re all going down trouble’s always brewing ’cause there’s one in every town This is a horror show， real horror show Take a rock from the dead king’s 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 Blacklight thriller disguised as a killer not feeling sick but Always getting iller， things get erratic when the beats get mathematic Turn up the guns ’cause they’re always shooting static Yeah， I invented it but you resented it， everything I own That’s right， you’re only renting it You want to rock ’n roll， how deep you want the soul I got the shovel so tell me can you dig it?

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