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Hot Rod Hearse
05:27
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When witches are flying
And black cats are seen
Hear the moon laugh and scream
"Happy Halloween"
Trick or Treat
We're hittin' the streets
Crankin' black skull shifter
I moved in to kiss her
I moved in to kiss her
Yeah! We're howlin' in a hot rod hearse
My creature baby's got me in a curse
Rest in peace three sixty four
It's Halloween with the gas to the floor
And my baby's screamin' "more, more, more"
Pedal's to the metal
And I'm cruising fast
Yeah, there's the graveyard
I'm whistlin' past
Juiced up gaskets
And Drac's in the casket
We're speedin' off to the drive-in feature
And my ghoul's ridin' shotgun
She's my creature
The moon's our gasoline
Howlin' through the roof
She loves that I'm her fiend, yeah
That girl's my ghoul
Pumpkins are burnin'
This hearse is on fire
Our time's running out
A Halloween desire
Yeah! We're howlin' in a hot rod hearse
My creature baby's got me in a curse
Rest in peace three sixty four
It's Halloween with the gas to the floor
And my baby's screamin' "more, more, more"
Yeah, we're howlin' in a hot rod hearse
My Zombaby's got me in a curse
Rest in peace three sixty four
It's Halloween with the gas to the floor
And my baby's screamin' "more, more, more, more, more, more, more"
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Do-Si-Die
01:59
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Grab your ghoulie by the wrist
Here's a new dance, ain't grandma's twist
Move the dance floor with your guy
Now it's time for the do-si-die
Groove with your monster, round and round
The dead are creeping up from the ground
Wolfman's chompin' some pumpkin pie
Now we're dancing the do-si-die
All join claws and circle right
Dead are creepin' through the pale moonlight
My spooky darlin', die die die
My spooky darlin', do-si-die
Vampires fly through the eerie night sky
Listen to the humans as they cry
Bow to your scarecrow say goodbye
Always dancin' the do-si-die
Scream at your partner and caller too
This do-si-die is now all through
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Zombaby
02:57
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She's falling apart
She has a dead, loving heart
She's my Zombaby
She's my Zombaby
She likes shirts with bloodstains
Loves me for my brains
She's my Zombaby
She's my Zombaby
She's DTF, she's "down to fright"
Loves walks with me at midnight
She's my Zombaby
She's my Zombaby
(My Zombaby he is my ...)
She doesn't talk very much
She's gooey to the touch
She's my Zombaby
SHe's my Zombaby
Her body's falling apart
But she'll always have my heart
She's my Zombaby
She's my Zombaby
(My Zombaby he is my ...)
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4. |
Haunt You
01:48
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I wanna be your monster
I wanna be your ghost
I wanna be your creep
Baby, I want you the most
I wanna make you shriek
I wanna be your freak
Down your hall
I'll haunt you
In your bedroom
I'll haunt you
In your car
I'm gonna haunt you
You can't go far
I'm haunting you
It's Halloween
You're gonna scream
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
I wanna be your devil
I wanna be your spook
I wanna be your ghoul
Girl, I wanna haunt you
I wanna haunt you
When I die
In the dark, baby
You'll see my eyes
You'll hear my wails
And my cries
Yeah, baby, I'll always be at your side
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
Haunt Haunt Haunt, Haunt Haunt Haunt You
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5. |
Dead and Well
03:49
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To my dearest,
It's been some time. Just know I'm doing fine. The fire's relentless and there's a lot of screaming. I'm slowly becoming a demon.
It's been some time. Just know I'm doing fine. I'm dead and well down here in Hell.
I've been threatened to be thrown in a frying pan. He's kind of scary, that big Red Devil man. I've never been more hot for you. Really. Literally. I'm hot ... for you.
It's been some time. Just know I'm doing fine. I'm dead and well down here in Hell.
I look forward to seeing you soon ... down here in my fiery tomb.
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6. |
Graveyard Romance
05:13
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Moonlight chases dark away
All the graveyard shines of gray
Howling fills the stagnant air
Enter night ... if you dare
Dirt is heavy. Dirt is wet
This scene is where we first met
Clouds roll in, thunder crashes
Clouds roll in, lightning flashes
My dream is your nightmare
Enter night ... if you dare
She appears wanting more
And the rain starts to pour
My coffin opens, I grab her hand
On my grave is where we stand
I'm with her, and she's with me
Nowhere we'd rather be
Our Devil's Night dance
Our graveyard romance
Our Devil's Night dance
Our graveyard romance
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Coffin Jockeys Detroit, Michigan
Detroit Michigan-based Halloween rock.
Coffin Jockeys are: Jim Miller and Andrew Schwartzenberger.
Coffin Jockeys recommends:
Not only are they Hot, but they're Ugly too!!!
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