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Good Creepings
03:03
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Good evening and welcome to the Coffin Jockeys’ third release, We Are Monsters. We’ve got six delightful new tunes with which to stab your ear holes, tickle the Halloween-y cockles of your bloody innards, and pull out your guts and use them like a Skip-It, or jump rope, or slurp them up like spaghetti or -- whoops, ha-ha-ha, nevermind that insight. I mean, that’s something we’ll save for later. Don’t mind that little bloody shred of whatever. For now, enjoy the first tune!
We’ve got a handful of new tunes for you: Ska, 90s rock, hard rock, pure and utter bliss (chaos). Song to celebrate the Halloween season and gut and drag your bloody body through the streets of -- oh, oh! Ha-ha, sorry. I mean, let’s trick-or-treat! Hang on, hang on, with all your might and let the songs drill into your bones, infest your ears like parasites of dance and death and eat your soul!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
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Candy Panic
02:13
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It’s almost time, it’s almost time
All the candy will be mine
It’s almost time, hell yeah it’s almost time
Gonna get some candy, cut in line
Waiting for the sun to fall
Gonna get my candy haul
Gonna get it, get it all
Can’t wait, oh shit! It’s almost time!
CANDY PANIC!
CANDY PANIC!
CANDY PANIC!
AHHHHH!
The sun is down is down, I hit the streets
Hell yeah it’s time to trick or treat
I’m waiting ma’am, I’m at your door
That all you got? Better give me more!
I’m gonna stuff my face
Need more candy up in this place
Candy candy, in my soul
No more candy? Heads will roll!
CANDY PANIC!
CANDY PANIC!
CANDY PANIC!
AHHHHH!
CANDY PANIC!
CANDY PANIC!
CANDY PANIC!
AHHHH-I’M IN A FUCKIN’ CANDY PANIC!
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She says she wants to be a freak in the streets
She says she wants to be one of the creeps
She says she wants to party with the midnight army
She says she wants to be me
She says she has to be me
And my baby says …
When will all the creeps meet baby?
When will they meet?
She says I wanna make fear, yeah
She says I wanna drink a beer, year
She says I wanna scare all the good folks
Straight outta here
She says I wanna be moonlight creeping
Like Adam and the Crows
Normalcy, Sanity
That ain’t me, that ain’t me
She’s creeping down the street
She’s creeping down the street
She’s creeping down the street
She’s my Halloween treat and she says …
She wants to play
She just wants to roam
She wants the night
She won’t go home
When will all the creeps meet baby?
When will they meet?
When will all the creeps meet baby?
When will they meet?
When will all the creeps meet baby?
When will they meet?
When will all the creeps meet baby?
When will they meet?
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We Are Monsters
02:46
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We are …
Monsters
Creeps
Beasts
Freaks!
We are …
Monsters
Globlins
Creeps
Creatures!
Destroy!
Consume!
Ravage!
Burn!
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King of Bats
03:35
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Sin no more, king of rats
King of bats, bound by blood
No more, no more, no more
A curse, forever
To be dead is to be alive
No more, no more
My claws on the wheel
The cool night I feel, I feel, I feel
Dawn is close at hand
Sun will spill across the land
The highway goes on and on and on
Speeding toward the light
Giving up the fright
Tired of night
How I ache, I ache to bite
A curse, forever
To be dead is to be alive
A curse, forever
To be dead is to be alive
No more, no more
My claws on the wheel
The cool night I feel, I feel, I feel
Dawn is close at hand
The sun will soon spill across the land
The highway goes on and on and on
Speeding toward the light
Giving up the fright
Tired of night
How I ache, I ache … to bite
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pumpkinstein
02:48
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Step right up, folks
Behold! Take a look!
Don’t get too close …
Half human, half pumpkin
All beast.
What the hell is it?
It’s all that you fear.
Be afraid
It’s slimy, it’s hairy, it’s scary
If it gets loose
It’ll carve you up
Eyes black as midnight skies
It bites. It claws. It flies.
It will make you cry.
It howls. It growls.
It screams. It’s mean.
What the hell is it?
It’s Pumpkinstein!
Happy Halloween.
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Rise Up!
03:01
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The sun is set, the moon is full
It’s Halloween, we will rise up!
Darkness creeps across the land
Are you ready? Take my hand!
I’ll pull you all up from your graves
All my monsters, rise up from your graves
Tonight, we’ll rise up, rise up, rise up!
All my monsters … RISE UP!
All my creatures … RISE UP!
All my undead … RISE UP!
All my creepsters … RISE UP!
RISE UP! RISE UP!
All my monsters … RISE UP!
All my creatures … RISE UP!
RISE UP!
There’s no escape, we are awake
It’s Halloween, time to rise up!
One thousand years of fright begins tonight!
Are you ready? Take my hand
I’ll raise you all up from your graves
Time to rise up from your graves!
All my monsters, all my creatures
All my undead, my creepsters
RISE UP! RISE UP! RISE UP! RISE UP!
All my monsters, creatures, undead
All my creepsters, RISE UP!
RISE UP! RISE UP! RISE UP! RISE UP!
We’re howling, creeping, screaming
We’re biting, clawing, chasing
Haunting, ghouling, tearing
Spooking, shrieking, shredding
ALL NIGHT! ALL NIGHT!
ALL NIGHT! ALL NIGHT!
All my monsters … RISE UP!
RISE UP! RISE UP!
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Coffin Jockeys Detroit, Michigan
Detroit Michigan-based Halloween rock.
Coffin Jockeys are: Jim Miller and Andrew Schwartzenberger.
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