Gimme some spooky organ man More spooky Come on man, more spooky Yeah, that's spooky there
Give me your hand Then rattle your bones My little zombie, show me that magic dance I wanna hear you scream Smell your nice rotting perfume Touch the hole of the emptiness under your flaping costume
Friedhof, cemetery, cintorín You just always wanna be in Have a cute slim body Face without expression Life is a catwalk and you're acting dеpression
Let's move thе asses on the death disco places Speak so sorrowful, empty phrases Then we can play this charming game And every weekend we can preform the same
Friedhof, cemetery, cintorín You just always wanna be in Have a cute slim body Face without expression Life is a catwalk and you're acting depression
It looks like my time has come No entry to the dancefloor, so I run I can feel my flesh Brain going demented Watching the TV my life looks like rented
Friedhof, cemetery, cintorín You just always wanna be in Have a cute slim body Face without expression Life is a catwalk and you're acting depression
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