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Time 2 Die
01:57
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Outside of my junior high
Is a coffin mill
They tried 2 put me inside
Before I was standing still
But I wouldn't dare 2 die
Knowing there are lives
That are cutting me in line
On my time 2 die
I see blood in the leaves
On my way 2 church
I know that everyone goes
But I won't be first
Cause I always seem 2 get left behind
It happens every time
And I know that I won't cry
When it's my time 2 die
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2. |
Spirits Hit the Ground
02:38
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Hiding quietly
In the middle of the night
You can hear the neighbors fight
The moon shines brightly
But don't look across the lawn
They're killing everyone
Oh, the spirits hit the ground
Oh, when you hear the werewolf's howl
Yeah, there's a curse upon this town
Oh, but it just don't get me down
We had problems
And they grew and grew and grew
Now I don't know what 2 do
I can't solve them
So what the werewolves love 2 do
May they do it unto you
Oh, the spirits hit the ground
Oh, when you hear the werewolf's growl
There is a curse upon this town
Oh, but it just don't get me down
No, it just don't get me down
Oh, the spirits hit the ground
Oh, when you hear the werewolf's howl
Yeah, there's a curse upon this town
Oh, but it just don't get me down
No, it just don't get me down
Down
Down
Down
Down
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I am master of my trade
And silver bullets are what I make
The Earth is my home
And Massachusetts is where I'm from
And there's places here you shouldn't go if you're out on your own
But if you do you should carry a gun
That's what it takes
Don't get all all bent out of shape
Yeah, I know that it's dangerous 2 stay here in my old home town
But the business is great here where werewolves will always abound
And who's gonna pass out all the bullets when I'm not around?
Just give me your silver and I'll melt it down
That's what it takes.
Don't get all bent out of shape
Bent out of shape
Bent out of shape
Bent out of shape
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4. |
Bit By a Werewolf
02:22
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I got bit by a werewolf
Up around Charlesbank Way
I got bit by a werewolf
I tried 2 kill it but I think it got away
The black nose kills
Better cotton your ears
I could hear them at the windowsills
If I can't get some money for the rent
Then I guess I'll be headed for the hills
Then I guess I'll be headed for the hills
I got bit by a werewolf
I don't like the way it feels
There's black nose breath on the back of my neck
And I got a bad case of the chills
The black nose kills
Better cotton your ears
I could hear them sleeping in my brain
Yeah doctor can't you listen 2 me pant?
Won't you give me a little something for the pain?
Won't you give me a little something for the pain?
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh...
The black nose kills
Better cotton your ears
I could hear them sleeping in my brain
Yeah doctor, can't you listen 2 me pant?
Won't you give me a little something for the pain?
Won't you give me a little something for the pain?
Won't you give me a little something for the pain?
Won't you give me a little something for the pain?
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5. |
After the Prom
02:42
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Hey, mister goat
I'd like 2 take you and slit your throat
But before I get my fill
I'll break your neck with expert skill
I'll hold you still
By the back of your neck and I'll taste your sweat
But the blood won't spill
Till I break your neck before the kill
I went 2 Ann's after the prom
My memory of it is selective
But her hands were busy when the lights weren't on
And I knew that she could never reject it
I held her still
By the back of her neck and I lifted her dress
But the blood won't spill
If you just make sure that you break their will
And I broke her will yeah
Hey...
Hey Mister Jones
I'd like 2 take you and break your bones
And I probably will
Uh huh...
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6. |
Burns
03:22
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Poison ivy
Makes my stomach burn
When poison ivy
Gets all over my fur
Oh how it burns
Poison ivy
Grows all over the world
And poison ivy
Waits for little boys and girls
Don't play in the ferns
Oh how it burns
Poison arrows
Have killed many, many men
But poison arrows
Won't kill the Hombre Lobo, my friend
That's just pretend
And it really is absurd
And silver bullets are for the birds
There's only one thing that works:
They've got 2 burn
They've really really got 2 burn
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7. |
Werewolves' Wives
03:08
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All their lives they dress in mourning black
And the werewolves' wives are in a pack
If you don't like their wicked loudmouth ways
You should see how their husbands get some days
I walked last night through Copley Place
I felt like I was safe
A werewolf's wife came up 2 me
And licked me on the face
Yeah
She was shopping around at a luggage sale
With her eyes behind a black lace veil
I pulled it down over her face
And she held my hand down the escalator
We took the Mass Pike 2 my place
In Waltham where it's safe
We put those silver decorations
On her husband's birthday cake
Yeah
All her life she's dressed in mourning black
And if she really left, she can't go back
And I'll never return 2 Copley Place
Where her husband's sniffing out my traces
And the women all shop for new suitcases
With veils over their faces
Over their faces
Over their faces
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8. |
The Shaver
03:51
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Sometimes when I look in the mirror
I'm afraid of what I'll see
Sometimes when I look in the mirror
I'm afraid of what I'll see
So don't come any nearer
Til I go and have a peak
Because your life couldn't be any dearer
You're only seventeen
Well I've never been scared of monsters
Like the ones on Halloween
No I've never been scared of monsters
Like the ones on Halloween
But sometimes when I open the dumpster
I'm afraid of what I'll see
Somebody killed a girl and dumped her in the dumpster
She was only seventeen
Sometimes when I look in the mirror
And there's no one here but me
I turn on the electric shearers
And I shave my body clean
And you probably think I'm queerer
Than the nearest Catholic priest
But without my electric shearers
I'd be just like a beast
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9. |
Comin 2 Get Ya
04:43
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I live above a store
That's next door 2 a really good delicatessen
I've eaten there before
But it really wasn't much of a cure for my depression
I said 2 the counter girl
Listen baby don't you have anything fresher?
Cause eating meat means so much more
If it's fresh enough that you can teach it a lesson
I've tried the quiet life alone
But I guess I just don't have the patience
Cause werewolves have no self control
And no means of self immolation
The doctors filled me up with drugs
And a bunch of useless information
When the only thing that I'm sure of
Is how 2 follow my ruthless inclinations
And I know where I can go
When I lose my self control
You won't forget me if you met me on that disco floor
You in that rubber dress
You're cheap enough I guess
You got the sweetest hips
I mean it bitch
I'm comin 2 get ya
We danced so slow
You moved your hips like remote controls
Then you wrote your phone number
On the back of a matchbook with your lipstick girl
But I threw it on the floor
I don't need it anymore
Any time I need it I'll just read it off this bathroom wall
That's where I made you mine
When we did it from behind
And now I'll leave you there
2 fix your hair
And lick your infection
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All the people are fearful
Of the paws of the werewolf
It's been such a long yearful
Of killing and pain
All the windows are barred
The police carry rifles
And they don't wait for moon cycles
We know every night they'll
Be making their raids
Like they do anyway
Like they do any, do anyway, though
Cause they want it that way
And they knew it, they knew it
The day the werewolves came
Like the furies upon us
They've got everything on us
And nothing can stop them
From killing again
Down at Nipper Maher Park
All the bodies are piling
But no one is crying
The neighbors are hiding
And playing it safe
Like they do anyway
Like they do any, do anyway, boys
Cause they want it that way
But they knew it; they blew it
The day the werewolves came
Feeling afraid
How on Earth are feelings made?
God is hating everyone
And we don't know what it's from
I was 2 late
And now you're all bent out of shape
Like the branches in autumn
When the wind's blowing on them
Your leaves are all falling
The werewolves are calling
And you're going insane
Like you do anyway
Like you do any, do anyway, though
Don't you want it that way?
Cause you knew it, you knew it
The day the werewolves came
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11. |
So Glad I Met Ya
02:19
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You are the sweetest little thing
And I can't believe it
You're not even from where angels hum
And I know that you don't love me
Is that conceited?
I don't mean it, I'm just so glad I met ya
I fell asleep in the Mount Feake Cemetery
It's sort of peaceful there
The people there will sleep through it all
And I don't know if it was a dream
But I heard you screaming
And that's the reason that I'm coming 2 get ya
Yeah, I'm coming 2 get ya
I hid on your lawn
And I really wish that it didn't upset ya
You think I'm dead and gone
You goddam bitch I'm coming to get ya
Cause you are the sweetest little thing
I can't believe it
You're not even from where angels hum
And I know that you don't love me
Is that conceited?
I don't mean it, I'm just so glad I met ya
Yeah I'm so glad I met ya
And I'm so glad I met ya
And I'm so glad I met ya
And I'm so glad I met ya
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12. |
The Boy Who Cried
03:39
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Negativity is like a puppet
And my hand is always firmly up it
And my friends are growing hard 2 recognize
All the werewolves in this town are hungry
And the moon is turning full on Sunday
And Bruce Schwoegler said the stars will shine that night
I cried
Why is it children skating at the Wal-Lex
Seem 2 have a tendency 2 drop dead?
Well I'll bet it's got 2 do with that cigarette-smoking guy
Cause when you read about it in the paper
They don't show the bodies without makeup
And those stories are always just a pack of lies
I cried
I hear they've rounded up a lot of suspects
Everybody with a beard and mustache
But there's no way 2 see the hair that grows inside
But the detectives seem 2 think they're smarter
And they won't believe me when they oughta
And I’ll bet we'll all call them martyrs when they die
I cried
I cried
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13. |
Tailpiece
01:11
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