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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
Undead!
Undead! Undead! Undead! (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Johnny 3 Tears) Look up and see that motherfucking writing on the wall When you see J3T... 30 deep, he's down to brawl Fuck all haters I see, 'cause I hate that you breathe I see you duck, you little punk, you little fucking disease I got HU tatted on the front of my arms Boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car 'Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far But when you see us motherfuckers, better know who we are I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate Motherfuckers don't know, but you better watch what you say From these industry fucks, to these faggot ass punks You don't know what it takes to get this motherfucking drunk I'm already riding baby, it's a little too late, Johnny's taking heads off of all faggots who hate 'Cause I'm a God motherfucker, there's a price to pay... Get out my gun motherfucker... and it's Judgement Day! (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Charlie Scene) I'm getting used to this nuisance of fags who bad mouth this music How fucking stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this You cowards can't, you never will, don't even try to pursue it I took the chance, I paid the bill, I nearly died for this music You make me wanna run around pulling my guns out and shit You're tempting me to run my mouth and call you out on this bitch How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge What, you can't see the sarcasm in the verses I spit What, you think I just got lucky and didn't work for this shit Bitch, I've been working at this ever since I was a kid I've played a million empty shows to only family and friends What kind of person would diss a band that deserves to get big I'd hate to be that person when my verse comes out their kid's lips That shit's as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit Signed Charlie Scene... on your girlfriend's tits (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (J-Dog) White boys with tattoos, p-pointing right at you We're breaking everything, r-rowdy like a class room Pack of wolves, 'cause we don't follow the rules And when you're running your mouth, our razor blades come out Bu-but you always press, and you know I never stress With fucking DMS, J-Johnny to my left Got Phantom and the rest who are down to rep the west I grew up on by drive by's and LA gang signs So what the fuck you know about being a gangsta? And what the fuck you know about being in danger? You ain't doing this, so you know you just talking shit, Mad at all of us 'cause every song is a fucking hit! (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) Motherfucker, time to ride, ride... (Undead!) I see you duck when we drive by (Undead!) Motherfucker, it's time to ride, ride... (Undead!) Won't you punks just die, die, die... (Undead!) |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
I'm holding on so tightly now.
My insides scream so loud. They keep watching, watching me drown. How did it come to this? How did it come to this? How did I know it was you? It was a bad dream, asphyxiated watch me bleed. The life support was cut, the knot was too tight. They push and pull me but they know they'll never win. <i>[Chorus]</i> Throw it all away, throw it all away. I keep on screaming but, there's really nothing left to say. So get away, just get away. I keep on fighting but, I cant keep going on this way. I cant keep going, cant keep going on like this. They make me sick. And I get so sick of it. Cause they wont let me, they wont let me breathe. Why cant they let me be? Why cant they let me be? Why don't I know what I am? I force this hate into my heart cause its my only friend. My lips are sewn shut, I watch myself bleed. They push and pull me and its killing me within. <i>[Chorus]</i> I cant keep going, cant keep going on this way I cant keep going, cant keep going on this way My heart beat stumbles and my back bone crumbles. I feel is it real, as the lynch mob doubles. They want blood and they'll kill for it. Drain me and they'll kneel for it. Burn me at the stake, met the devil made the deal for it. Guillotine dreams yeah there guillotine gleams the blood of there enemies watching while they sentence me. Sentencing decease sentence decease and watch them bask in the glory of their holy disease. <i>[Chorus]</i> I keep on running I keep on running I keep on running But I cant keep going on this way I keep on running I keep on running I keep on running But I cant keep going on this way |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
<i>[Charlie Scene]</i>
Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show <i>[Verse 1 - Charlie Scene]</i> Wake up Grab beer Grab rear Shave beard Put on some scene gear Gotta get drunk before my mom wakes up Break-up with my girlfriend so I can bang sluts I'm undead, unfed Been sleeping on bunk beds Since ten So if I don't booze it, I'm gonna lose it Everybody get to it, do it, get ruined <i>[Chorus - Deuce:]</i> Let's get this party started Let's keep them 40's poppin So just get buzzed and stay fucked up We'll keep them panties droppin <i>[x2]</i> <i>[Verse 2 - Charlie Scene]</i> When I start drinking My dick does all my thinking Hoes want to be scene with me And I like their big thick titties D-Cups with extra filling Take it out let me lick it quickly Calm down it's just a hickie I'll blame it on this whisky sipping gets me tipsy Drink fast and enjoy your buzz Take back streets to avoid the fuzz I wanna take you home but your friends won't let ya' I got a 40 in my Ford Fiesta Buy beer Or pay the rent My signing bonus was quickly spent So I'll beat my meat like I'm a fuckin' butcher And I'll punk the pussy like I'm Ashton Kutcher! <i>[Chorus x2]</i> <i>[Verse 3 - Charlie Scene]</i> Let's get this party jumpin' Let's see some 40 chuggin' I wanna see your booty rubbing against my dick when I start buzzin' Come on girls I wanna see you drinkin' I wanna see your brain start shrinkin' Make a move I saw you winkin' Drunken pussies what I'm thinkin' I don't give a fuck if you're drunk or not Turn it up loud feel the ambiance Grab 2 ho's and do some body shots I wanna party all night until they call the cops Fuck a wristband lets all do a keg stand I'm like Cheech with out the Chong Hittin up the beer bong When the cops show up Their gonna get the finger And i don't give a fuck Cuz I'm the designated drinker! <i>[Chorus x4]</i> Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
Chorus:
Cuz there`s no other place that I`d rather be than Los Angeles, C`mon shake it baby C`mon grab a drink, I wanna see you hit the floor You gotta fat ass, but you shake it like you ain`t a ho. Who dat, who dat knockin` on the window, It`s Funny J-Dog smoking` up the indo.. Windows down, you know the systems` bangin` “Hollywood Undead” I ain`t playin` ! Cruzin` downtown with a bottle beside me, Lookin` so fly, I got bitches behind me. Yo in the studio makin` something to dance to, Cuz these bitches wanna hear something they can shake their ass to. Yeeeaa up in L.A. represent Hollywood, Westside till I die, Mutha` fucka` was good. So what`s good with that, when this songs` a rap, Deuce in the studio, got bitches in the back. Smoked out back seat, dippin` in the taxi, So what you gonna do when I knock you out foo? You know we keep it the same, you know Undead is the name. Say what yoy say it`s okay, We ain`t never gunna` change. (Chorus) Everybody in the club shake it up, L.A. lemme` see you shake it up. Hollywood, lemme` see you shake it up. Everybody shake it up, C`mon shake it baby ! Uhh I ain`t fuckin` around, cuz King Kong is down, Cristal shake it up, we all over this town. So let`s cruz to the blvd, into the Beauty Bar. And lemme` see you work that ass….come on shake it fast. Two whiskey hits, Jlo`s givin` shots in the back… So where my boy`s at ?? There goes Johnny 3, cruzin` in the Cadillac, 63 no dubs and that`s a fact ! When you see me on the scene, Black shirt, black jeans, tattoo`s, white shoes.. Runnin` 30 deep foo. In the City of L.A., where it`s just another day. Shootin` craps with the Phantom, Dude thinks he`s getting` paid. We ain`t here to front, we ain`t here to beef, We`re just here to get you out yo mutha fuckin` seat. And you really don`t want to fuck with this. Undead and we rock it like what ? (Cuz that`s right) (Chorus) Ha Ha Ha Ha, Oh shit, what`s really goin` on baby, What`s happenin`playboy? Who know who this is Funny Man a.k.a. King Kong y`all. Oh, yo Dave, Diggity Dave, Fuck you bitch, you got yo face pimped, Holla`…Oh wait, gotta go, Charlie`s hittin` me up. Peace….Bitch ! |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
We are young, but we have heart
Born in this world as it all falls apart We are strong, but we don't belong Born in this world as it all falls apart I see the children in the rain, like the parade before the pain I see the love, I see the hate, I see this world that we can make I see the life, I see the sky, I'd give it all to see you fly Yes we wave this flag of hatred, but you're the ones who made it Watch the beauty of all our lives, passing right before my eyes I hear the hate in all your words, all the wars to make us hurt We get so sick, oh so sick, we never wanted all this Medication for the kids with no reason to live So we march to the drums of the damned as we come Watch it burn in the sun, we are numb We are young, but we have heart Born in this world as it all falls apart We are strong, but we don't belong Born in this world as it all falls apart As we walk among these shadows, in these streets, these fields of battle Take it up, we wear the mantle, raise your hands with burning candles Hear us whisper in the dark, in the rain you see the spark Feel the beating of our hearts, fleeting hope as we depart All together walk alone against all we've ever known, All we've ever really wanted was a place to call our home But you take all we are, the innocence of our hearts Made to kneel before the alter as you tear us apart So we march to the drums of the damned as we come Watch it burn in the sun, we are numb We are young, but we have heart Born in this world as it all falls apart We are strong, but we don't belong Born in this world as it all falls apart We will fight, or we will fall Till the angels save us all We will fight, or we will fall Till the angels save us all We will fight, or we will fall Till the angels save us all We will fight, or we will fall Till the angels save us all We are young, but we have heart Born in this world as it all falls apart We are strong, but we don't belong Born in this world as it all falls apart We are young, but we have heart Born in this world as it all falls apart We are strong, but we don't belong Born in this world as it all falls apart |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
Deuce:
It was once a dark lonely summer's eve on the lonely streets of Sunset when the lord called upon six crazy M.C.'s: J Dog, Charlie Scene, Johnny 3 Tears, Da Kurlzz, and Tha Producer. Funny Man: Hey! Uh, man, you forgot the homie Funny Man, c'mon. Deuce: And I can show you how to hump without making love The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak Funny Man: My clothes are always retro Sexual like I'm het-ro And I play a bitch like Nintendo (Zelda) Take her for a ride in my Benz-o Funny as fuck, I should do stand up Bust caps at the crowd like I don't give a fuck (Fuck you) Got a gold-ass grill Hit me on the Sidekick if you wanna chill Hop in the ride, let's roll I'm a baritone with a voice so low It'll make your speakers explode And I'll drop your panties to the floor (Ah) Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways Hop in the back girls, freaky Friday If you got beef, then you better step up bitch Hollywood Undead ain't nothin' to fuck with Deuce: And I can show you how to hump without making love The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak Charlie Scene: Girl come and smoke my pole like a Marlboro Introduce me to your mom as Charles It's Charlie Scene, shake your ass to the bass Wait 'til you see my face, hey bitch Wear them tight jeans that show your ass crack My first name gives Vietnam flashbacks I get drunk and do the same old, same old Take three girls home and call them Charlie's Angels Funny Man: What'chu gonna do after we get signed? Charlie Scene: I'm gonna lose my mind Get 30 inch spinners and pimp my ride Go back in time, be there that night and save 2Pac’s life Then pay my fine for getting caught fucking on the Hollywood sign I got the game on lock I'll have a bottle and a Glock with biceps like The Rock Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdoch, hey Deuce: And I can show you how to hump without making love The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak Get down, I'll show you how Funny Man: C'mon girl, let me show you how Let's get freaky-deaky now Deuce: Get down, I'll show you how Funny Man: C'mon girl, let me show you how Let's get freaky-deaky now Deuce: And I can show you how to hump without making love The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak And I'll be laying in the sun, bottle and a gun The way you look at me, I can tell that you're a freak Get down (get down), I'll show you how (I'll show you how) Funny Man: If you got beef then you better step up, bitch Hollywood Undead ain't nothing to fuck with Deuce: Get down (get down), I'll show you how (I'll show you how) Charlie Scene: I'll have a bottle and a Glock with biceps like The Rock Buy Tom's soul back from Rupert Murdock, bitch What, motherfucker? |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
I loved you, you made me, hate me.
You gave me hate see? It saved me and these tears are deadly. You feel that? I rip back, every time you tried to steal that. You feel bad? You feel sad? Im sorry hell no fuck that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife it dies, this life and these lies. These lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I hurt to remember I loved you <i>[Chorus]</i> I've lost it all fell today its all the same I'm sorry oh (I'm sorry) I'm sorry no (no) I've been abused, I feel so used, because of you i'm sorry oh (I'm sorry) I'm sorry no (no) I wish I could have quit you I wish I never missed you and told you that I loved you every time I fucked you The future that we both drew and all the shit we've been through Obsessed with the thought of you the pain just grew and grew! How could you do this too me Look at what I made for you it never was enough and the world is what I gave you I used to be love struck and now I'm just fucked up Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts! <i>[Chorus]</i> Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest. And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound. Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest. And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down. <i>[Chorus]</i> |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
[J-Dog]
In a time of need only few can see what's wrong millions tend to crawl but only those who choose can make it through this all, only few can sing like lions 'cause we sing until we're gone and we've got each others backs until we're back where we belong, a woman held my shield and through the battle we did wrong, a man who taught me wisdom through the static we recall, and maybe when we' re gone our names will echo through the stars, every start's got it's ending even when we've learned to rise above it all, [chorus: Duece] These lies are leading me astray It's too much for me to stay I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly I see you so please stay strong I'll sing you one last song and then I'm gone I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly [J-Dog] And we once also had a story too you can see that good men only come in few. Even in our greatest moments we may win or we may lose every song's got it's rules, you've got to learn to make it through. Maybe one day we can choose how it feels to be a woman or a man without rules but burried underneath there's a picture glued. So when my body burns in ashes only sing the truth Let these words strengthen all your views because these words were meant for you [chorus] These lies are leading me astray It's too much for me to stay I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly I see you so please stay strong I'll sing you one last song and then I'm gone I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly [J-Dog [Duece]] An' now I'm floatin' right above my coffin as it closes I look down I see sigh as she's cryin on my moma's shoulder. I look up into the sky as the gates to heaven open somethin's wrong is this destiny or am I goin' home, what will happen to my soul? Will I come back? I don't know, will you meet me when its over? Let me know You can meet me here in heaven don't you ever let me go [This love, this hate is burning me away] [chorus] These lies are leading me astray It's too much for me to stay I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly I see you so please stay strong I'll sing you one last song and then I'm gone I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly These lies are leading me astray It's too much for me to stay I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly I see you so please stay strong I'll sing you one last song and then I'm gone I don't wanna live this destiny It goes on endlessly This love this hate is burning me away This love this hate is burning me away |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get drunk lets Get, get, get drunk lets Get, get, get... California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, so high we'll ride all night Comin' straight outta Cali (what?!) The 818 valley (what?!) 323! Fuckin' horse night alley(?) And from Highland to Clayton, all these bitches are hatin' 'Cause the shit that we're saying, is the shit that they're playin' If we don't make it we'll take it If ain't real then we'll fake it Open your mouth and I'll break it; don't give a fuck it you hate it! We're looking for the 6 chicks, down with the 6 dicks Rollin' all day, gettin' buzzed its ridiculous Horny like the sickness Quickies with the quickness Pussy like its business Work it like its fitness Listen while I spit this, gamin' all these bitches Now I'm gonna hit this, and fuck until I'm dickless! California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, so high we'll ride all night Let's get girls in the front and the sluts in the back Let's push 'em all together and put 'em on our laps Alcohol and drugs and California love They got me ready to party on this sweetened Bacardi From the north to the south, this state's all about Silicon lips and all the fake tits! California girls; best in the world Best in the back seat; so lets get fuckin' nasty! I'm a pirate on the streets of C-California Movin' and cruisin', we're boozin' all night to the mornin' So from dust 'till dawn, you know Undead is always on Hit it once like a bomb Hit it twice and then I'm gone! California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, all night 'till the morning You don't wanna step on us, we leave the club fucked up Come on down and say "What's up?" Don't front 'cause I ain't buzzed Johnny's here to fuck you up JDOG pass the 40 up You know I'll be here all night And Undead 'till the day we die California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, all night 'till the morning Get, get, get drunk let's Get buzzed; let's get fucked up Get, get, get, drunk let's Get buzzed; let's get fucked up Get, get, get, drunk let's Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, so high we'll ride all night! |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
Let's watch it burn...
Let's watch it burn... Let's watch this city burn the world Let's watch this city burn From the sky lines on top of the world 'Till there's nothing left in her Let's watch this city burn the world My body doused in ash, with two empty cans of gas The only evidence they have is a police sketch of my mask And it's hard at times to ask if you can save my heart for last And it's hard to face the facts when the darkness fades to black It's not just make believe when they make me take a seat And they put amphetamines in the air and make me breathe So come on and grab your children, look out for burning buildings And villains who pillage, they're killin' by the millions And billions of people die for a lost cause So now I pray to my nation destroyed under God It's the end of the world All my battles have been won but the war has just begun Let's watch this city burn From the sky lines on top of the world 'Till there's nothing left in her Let's watch this city burn the world The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me 'Till the skies bleed ashes and the fuckin' skyline crashes They catch us with the matches and ignite the flame And all the hopes of a youth deemed fuckin' insane They say…..Take the pill, in God we trust Go and kill, God loves us As in life, as in death Breathings until there is no breath I will not die in the night, but in the light of the sun With the ashes of this world in my lungs But who am I to say let's all just run away Grab your saints and pray and we'll burn this world today It's the end of the world As in Heaven, as in Earth, we've been dead since our birth Let's watch this city burn From the sky lines on top of the world 'Till there's nothing left in her Let's watch this city burn the world Let's watch it burn... Let's watch it burn... The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me? The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me? The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me? The city looks so pretty do you wanna burn it with me? We'll use the trees as torches Do you wanna burn it with me? We'll flood the streets with corpses Do you wanna burn it with me? We'll watch the city fuckin' bleed Do you wanna burn it with me? And bring the world to it's knees Do you wanna burn it with me? Let's watch this city burn From the sky lines on top of the world 'Till there's nothing left in her Let's watch this city burn the world Let's watch this city burn From the sky lines on top of the world 'Till there's nothing left in her Let's watch this city burn the world Let's watch it burn... Let's watch it burn... Let's watch this city burn the world |
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from Hollywood Undead - Swan Songs (2008)
[Johnny 3 Tears]
So watch my chest heave as this last breath leaves me I am trying to be what you're dying to see I feel like "Fuck man, can't take this, anymore, this heart, break this" This is life that's so thankless How could he just forsake us? Racist he makes us Hate us he gave us Nothing but no trust and I am so fucked up So let this gun bond us Let's hide by this lust And once we are just dust, he'll know that he loved us [chorus: Duece] Let it all burn, I will burn first God I've tried, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn, it's what I deserve God I've lied, am I lost in your eyes? [Johnny 3 Tears] So take me and make me weakened and save me This hate that you gave me keeps saying the same thing To sing when you hurt and to sing when you cry To sing when you live and to sing when you die And here at the end, at the end of the hurt All the pain ain't the same when it's your turn to burn We're the heart for the heartless, the thoughts for the thoughtless, The lies for the honest, We're the gods of the godless! [chorus] Let it all burn, I will burn first God I've tried, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn, it's what I deserve God I've lied, am I lost in your eyes? [Duece] So cry 3 Tears for me, When its all gone, Sing me this song. So cry 3 Tears for me When its all gone, When its all gone. [Johnny 3 Tears] I can not stand who I am I'm this man With this blood on my hands in this blood I am damned So watch my wings burn as they burn in the fire I'll scatter the ashes now sing for the choir [chorus] Let it all burn, I will burn first God I've tried, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn, it's what I deserve God I've lied, am I lost in your eyes? This hate that you gave me keeps saying, Just let me burn, just let me burn This hate that you gave me keeps saying, Just let me burn, just let me burn Burn NOW Burn Just let me burn NOW Burn BURN! |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
[J-Dog]
From the front to the back we attack, That's when the sky turns black. Divided by all our own means, Divided by lines you can't see. We've raised our fists, you know we exist, You're scared of us because we influence your kids. and you paved the way that way that we walk, and you dug your grave it won't stop. [Funny Man] You know we got the plan hold up, pointing at your head, Laying on your back but you're better off dead. Got the army with me, with the dove and grenade, Got the pin pulled out it's a fucking air raid. We ride like tanks and we bite like snakes, Search and destroy we do what ever it takes. I'm Undead When the shells hit the floor, Yeah undead, Let's start a war [Chorus/Deuce] I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows that I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest of em all beneath this mask, Cause I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows that I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest of em all and you just mad and it's so sad [J3T] The next time you breathe you better think of me, and your prayers thank god for the mercy of me. An eye for an eye but I don't need to see, Who needs eyes mother fucker I can feel you bleed. I got a plaque in the attic and the bitch is gold, Not another word till I'm platinum no, our critics talk shit Watch a bitch get rolled, I only say bitch when I see a bitch so, [Charlie Scene] It's too late, there's no wait it's doomsday. This crusades been erased by two-face, So touche. You've gone past your due date, do you crave, Scene giving you a grenade to pay. Down on your knees crying for help, and you're just gonna be another notch on the belt. I'm Undead and you can only blame yourself Yeah Undead and I'ma make it rain in hell. [Chorus/Deuce] I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows that I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest of em all and you just mad Cause I'm the man and I'm the man and everybody out there knows that I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest of em all and you just mad and it's so sad All Hail, All Hail! All Hail, All Hail! All Hail, Undead! All Hail, All Hail! All Hail, All Hail! All Hail, Undead! |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
Tear it up, tear it up yeah Tear it up, tear it up yeah Tear it up, tear it up yeah Here we go now, here we go So don’t make me tear it up, You know I don’t give a fuck, And I ain’t here to shake things up, But I got my hand on my gun. So don’t make me tear it up, You know I don’t give a fuck, And I ain’t here to shake things up, But I got my hand on my gun. I beat the pussy up like Ying-Yang, Put it right, thur like Ching-Chang You know I make her shit like bang You know I don’t give a mother-fuck, About your first name I wanna lock that ass like a Mother-fucking chain-gang. Tear it up, stand up and throw it up, And tear up the floor like you don’t give a fuck I know you got heels on I know what y’all feal on They caught us ridin’ dirtier Than their bumpin’ Camillion I got a bounty on my head Just for reppin’ Undead Because im freakin’ on your sister And I’m grindin’ her friend And, what the fuck you think? Im tryin’ to make em sweat Like a mother fuckin’ track meet J-D-O-G, I got your girl on a leash I got her feenin and the whole crowd’s screamin’ Shake it like a what? Fuck you! HU crew. We don’t give a fuck! What? What? So don’t make me tear it up, You know I don’t give a fuck, And I ain’t here to shake things up, But I got my hand on my gun. Shake it like a what? Fuck you! Shake it like a what? Fuck you! Shake it like a what? Fuck you! Shake it like a what? Fuck you! No I ain’t gansta, Don’t pack a pistol, Mother-fuckers keep runnin’ out Mother-fucker catch a fistful, Guided like a missile from Two bottles of Jack’s That I drank in the back Of an ‘88 Cadillac Its Johnny Three Johnny sees what Johnny needs Johnny breaths weed Still, Johnny don’t see anything Johnny buys drink Johnny winks and Johnny thinks Johnny circles dance floor like roller rink Jump up down down In the H-town get down To the sound that’s bound To make the mother-fucking crowd loud Wanna see you move, Yeah move to the music Wanna see you booze Yeah booze ‘til you puke it See bitch, grab ass Get smacked to the mat (bitch) Slap back, get thrown out the back Watch your back through the back door Back to the dance floor Gotta gotta get my, Gotta gotta get more So don’t make me tear it up, You know I don’t give a fuck, And I ain’t here to shake things up, But I got my hand on my gun. So don’t make me tear it up, You know I don’t give a fuck, And I ain’t here to shake things up, But I got my hand on my gun. Hell yeah mother-fucker! Turn it up! Turn it up, focus 3 Fuck you Jeff Peters! Fuck you Mike Reneau! Gangstas up in this bitch You gotta write it down Fuck yeah! |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout at the Devil x2 He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night, he's the blood stain on the stage. He's the tear in your eye. Being tempted by his lie. He's the knife in your back, he's rage. He's the razor to your knife, oh lonely is our lives. My head spins round' and round. [[Psyic]]. But, in the seasons of weather we'll stand and deliver, be strong and laugh.. [[Come- on, Come on]] [[Chorus]] Shout, Shout Shout, Shout at the devil;x2. He'll be the love in your eyes, he'll be the blood between your thighs. and, it'll have you cry for more.. He'll put your strength to the test, he'll put the trill back in bed, Sure you've heard it all before. He'll be the risk in the kiss, might be anger on your lips. Might run scared for the door. but, in the seasons of weather we'll stand and deliever be strong and laugh, [[come suck this]] [[Chorus]] Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout at the devil;x2. He'll be the love in your eyes, he'll be the blood between your thighs. and, it'll have you cry for more.. He'll put your strength to the test, he'll put the trill back in bed, Sure you've heard it all before. He'll be the risk in the kiss, might be anger on your lips. Might run scared for the door. but, in the seasons of weather we'll stand and deliever be strong and laugh,[[So go]] Shout, Shout, Shout Shout at the devil;x10. |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
<i>[Led Zeppelin cover]</i>
Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. Hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new land, To fight the horde, sing and cry: Valhalla, I am coming! On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore. Ah, ah, We come from the land of the ice and snow, From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are young overlords. On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore. So now you'd better stop and rebuild all your ruins, For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing. |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
<i>[Operation Ivy cover]</i>
They call it a scene I call it disaster damn here the kids grew up faster scared they're scared to the bone pack of wolves they don't run alone one on one they don't look you in the eye but when the pack's together there's a battle cry yeah I saw it fifteen on one When the crowd dispersed the kid was done <i>[chorus]</i> No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town Down there you gotta have a label Just like a cattle in a stable Knee jerk reaction I call it violence Why speak out when you could be silenced Down there on the dance floor Too much violence I dont want more Down there out on the street I can see the air I can see the heat <i>[chorus]</i> No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town <i>[chorus]</i> No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town No no no more bad towm No no no more bad town <i>[chorus]</i> No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town No (no more) No (bad town) No more bad town |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
Six pack in hands
Stage dive to the pit Hustle the ladies Got gorilla tacticts I'm creepin through the show When I'm scanning for hoes Girls got a bag of slippers Wanna do the no no Get back to the bus It's the end of the night Get back to the bus And get out of my life Cuz I got people to see Hoes as freaky as me I roll it to the after party with my boy Charles P Picked up a few friends Now I'm dippin with bitches Socked the bitch to my right I said click it or ticket Girl feeling my ride Now she's getting suspicious This a brand new Miata As I'm Hittin Them Switches I ride behind Charlie As he's poppin a wheelie I finally made it to the party Now he's coppin a feely See Da Kurlzz out front doing tricks on his Heely's (Hi guys) Now I'm finna get down yelling somebody beer me So chug this beer with me Get drink with Charlie Scene Sense this urgency Cause I ain't tryna get drunk alone So smoke this joint with me Get high off Funny's weed Sense this urgency Cause I ain't tryna get high alone I roll up to the party in my Honda Funny followed me is his Madza Miata Damn what a balla Top down what a primadonna The spinners that he bought Straight out of Auto Zone for 30 dollas Money we have nadda Lets go inside i'll folla They didn't let us in So we hopped a wall but I dropped ya Thats when I lost ya I didn't try ta call ya I ran into a crowd of Celebrities and Papa-- razzi and they shot a Pictures of me and Dennis Harper Now I needa doctor Yo little John-ya Crunk juice and Vodka Is turning me into a monster One more shot and imma gon-ah (Funnyman- But Charlie, i saw ya stick your dick in the salsa) I don't want no drama I'd rather have my anaconda Deep throated by Piranas So take these pills with me Got'em from J-D-O-G Sense this urgency Cause I don't wanna get high alone So take this Ecstasy They must be J3T's Sense this urgency Cause I ain't trya get down alone hey, who's going to the rave tonight, huh (hey, we'll see some girls there, it be rave poppin) oh, odela fool. Who's wants to get pussy So chug this beer with me Get drink with Charlie Scene Sense this urgency Cause I ain't tryna get drunk alone So smoke this joint with me Get high off Funny's weed Sense this urgency Cause I ain't tryna get high alone |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
<i>[Charlie Scene]</i>
Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show <i>[Verse 1 - Charlie Scene]</i> Wake up Grab beer Grab rear Shave beard Put on some scene gear Gotta get drunk before my mom wakes up Break-up with my girlfriend so I can bang sluts I'm undead, unfed Been sleeping on bunk beds Since ten So if I don't booze it, I'm gonna lose it Everybody get to it, do it, get ruined <i>[Chorus - Deuce:]</i> Let's get this party started Let's keep them 40's poppin So just get buzzed and stay fucked up We'll keep them panties droppin <i>[x2]</i> <i>[Verse 2 - Charlie Scene]</i> When I start drinking My dick does all my thinking Hoes want to be scene with me And I like their big thick titties D-Cups with extra filling Take it out let me lick it quickly Calm down it's just a hickie I'll blame it on this whisky sipping gets me tipsy Drink fast and enjoy your buzz Take back streets to avoid the fuzz I wanna take you home but your friends won't let ya' I got a 40 in my Ford Fiesta Buy beer Or pay the rent My signing bonus was quickly spent So I'll beat my meat like I'm a fuckin' butcher And I'll punk the pussy like I'm Ashton Kutcher! <i>[Chorus x2]</i> <i>[Verse 3 - Charlie Scene]</i> Let's get this party jumpin' Let's see some 40 chuggin' I wanna see your booty rubbing against my dick when I start buzzin' Come on girls I wanna see you drinkin' I wanna see your brain start shrinkin' Make a move I saw you winkin' Drunken pussies what I'm thinkin' I don't give a fuck if you're drunk or not Turn it up loud feel the ambiance Grab 2 ho's and do some body shots I wanna party all night until they call the cops Fuck a wristband lets all do a keg stand I'm like Cheech with out the Chong Hittin up the beer bong When the cops show up Their gonna get the finger And i don't give a fuck Cuz I'm the designated drinker! <i>[Chorus x4]</i> Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
Undead!
Undead! Undead! Undead! (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Johnny 3 Tears) Look up and see that motherfucking writing on the wall When you see J3T... 30 deep, he's down to brawl Fuck all haters I see, 'cause I hate that you breathe I see you duck, you little punk, you little fucking disease I got HU tatted on the front of my arms Boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car 'Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs, we never go far But when you see us motherfuckers, better know who we are I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate Motherfuckers don't know, but you better watch what you say From these industry fucks, to these faggot ass punks You don't know what it takes to get this motherfucking drunk I'm already riding baby, it's a little too late, Johnny's taking heads off of all faggots who hate 'Cause I'm a God motherfucker, there's a price to pay... Get out my gun motherfucker... and it's Judgement Day! (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Charlie Scene) I'm getting used to this nuisance of fags who bad mouth this music How fucking stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this You cowards can't, you never will, don't even try to pursue it I took the chance, I paid the bill, I nearly died for this music You make me wanna run around pulling my guns out and shit You're tempting me to run my mouth and call you out on this bitch How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this You need to slit your wrist, get pissed and go jump off a bridge What, you can't see the sarcasm in the verses I spit What, you think I just got lucky and didn't work for this shit Bitch, I've been working at this ever since I was a kid I've played a million empty shows to only family and friends What kind of person would diss a band that deserves to get big I'd hate to be that person when my verse comes out their kid's lips That shit's as worse as it gets, this verse is over, I quit Signed Charlie Scene... on your girlfriend's tits (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (J-Dog) White boys with tattoos, p-pointing right at you We're breaking everything, r-rowdy like a class room Pack of wolves, 'cause we don't follow the rules And when you're running your mouth, our razor blades come out Bu-but you always press, and you know I never stress With fucking DMS, J-Johnny to my left Got Phantom and the rest who are down to rep the west I grew up on by drive by's and LA gang signs So what the fuck you know about being a gangsta? And what the fuck you know about being in danger? You ain't doing this, so you know you just talking shit, Mad at all of us 'cause every song is a fucking hit! (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) You better get up out the way Tomorrow we'll rise, so let's fight today You know I don't give a fuck what you think or say 'Cause we gonna rock this whole place anyway (Undead!) Motherfucker, time to ride, ride... (Undead!) I see you duck when we drive by (Undead!) Motherfucker, it's time to ride, ride... (Undead!) Won't you punks just die, die, die... (Undead!) |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
I'm holding on so tightly now.
My insides scream so loud. They keep watching, watching me drown. How did it come to this? How did it come to this? How did I know it was you? It was a bad dream, asphyxiated watch me bleed. The life support was cut, the knot was too tight. They push and pull me but they know they'll never win. <i>[Chorus]</i> Throw it all away, throw it all away. I keep on screaming but, there's really nothing left to say. So get away, just get away. I keep on fighting but, I cant keep going on this way. I cant keep going, cant keep going on like this. They make me sick. And I get so sick of it. Cause they wont let me, they wont let me breathe. Why cant they let me be? Why cant they let me be? Why don't I know what I am? I force this hate into my heart cause its my only friend. My lips are sewn shut, I watch myself bleed. They push and pull me and its killing me within. <i>[Chorus]</i> I cant keep going, cant keep going on this way I cant keep going, cant keep going on this way My heart beat stumbles and my back bone crumbles. I feel is it real, as the lynch mob doubles. They want blood and they'll kill for it. Drain me and they'll kneel for it. Burn me at the stake, met the devil made the deal for it. Guillotine dreams yeah there guillotine gleams the blood of there enemies watching while they sentence me. Sentencing decease sentence decease and watch them bask in the glory of their holy disease. <i>[Chorus]</i> I keep on running I keep on running I keep on running But I cant keep going on this way I keep on running I keep on running I keep on running But I cant keep going on this way |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
Get, get, get drunk lets
Get, get, get drunk lets Get, get, get drunk lets Get, get, get... California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, so high we'll ride all night Comin' straight outta Cali (what?!) The 818 valley (what?!) 323! Fuckin' horse night alley(?) And from Highland to Clayton, all these bitches are hatin' 'Cause the shit that we're saying, is the shit that they're playin' If we don't make it we'll take it If ain't real then we'll fake it Open your mouth and I'll break it; don't give a fuck it you hate it! We're looking for the 6 chicks, down with the 6 dicks Rollin' all day, gettin' buzzed its ridiculous Horny like the sickness Quickies with the quickness Pussy like its business Work it like its fitness Listen while I spit this, gamin' all these bitches Now I'm gonna hit this, and fuck until I'm dickless! California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, so high we'll ride all night Let's get girls in the front and the sluts in the back Let's push 'em all together and put 'em on our laps Alcohol and drugs and California love They got me ready to party on this sweetened Bacardi From the north to the south, this state's all about Silicon lips and all the fake tits! California girls; best in the world Best in the back seat; so lets get fuckin' nasty! I'm a pirate on the streets of C-California Movin' and cruisin', we're boozin' all night to the mornin' So from dust 'till dawn, you know Undead is always on Hit it once like a bomb Hit it twice and then I'm gone! California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, all night 'till the morning You don't wanna step on us, we leave the club fucked up Come on down and say "What's up?" Don't front 'cause I ain't buzzed Johnny's here to fuck you up JDOG pass the 40 up You know I'll be here all night And Undead 'till the day we die California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California throw it up Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California show me love Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, all night 'till the morning Get, get, get drunk let's Get buzzed; let's get fucked up Get, get, get, drunk let's Get buzzed; let's get fucked up Get, get, get, drunk let's Get buzzed; let's get fucked up California, so high we'll ride all night! |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
I loved you, you made me, hate me.
You gave me hate see? It saved me and these tears are deadly. You feel that? I rip back, every time you tried to steal that. You feel bad? You feel sad? Im sorry hell no fuck that! It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife it dies, this life and these lies. These lungs have sung this song for too long, and its true I hurt to remember I loved you <i>[Chorus]</i> I've lost it all fell today its all the same I'm sorry oh (I'm sorry) I'm sorry no (no) I've been abused, I feel so used, because of you i'm sorry oh (I'm sorry) I'm sorry no (no) I wish I could have quit you I wish I never missed you and told you that I loved you every time I fucked you The future that we both drew and all the shit we've been through Obsessed with the thought of you the pain just grew and grew! How could you do this too me Look at what I made for you it never was enough and the world is what I gave you I used to be love struck and now I'm just fucked up Pull up my sleeves and see the pattern of my cuts! <i>[Chorus]</i> Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest. And your tears are dried up now, you just lay without a sound. Seems like all we had is over now, you left to rest. And my fears are over now, I can leave with my head down. <i>[Chorus]</i> |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
<i>[Charlie Scene]</i>
Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show <i>[Verse 1 - Charlie Scene]</i> Wake up Grab beer Grab rear Shave beard Put on some scene gear Gotta get drunk before my mom wakes up Break-up with my girlfriend so I can bang sluts I'm undead, unfed Been sleeping on bunk beds Since ten So if I don't booze it, I'm gonna lose it Everybody get to it, do it, get ruined <i>[Chorus - Deuce:]</i> Let's get this party started Let's keep them 40's poppin So just get buzzed and stay fucked up We'll keep them panties droppin <i>[x2]</i> <i>[Verse 2 - Charlie Scene]</i> When I start drinking My dick does all my thinking Hoes want to be scene with me And I like their big thick titties D-Cups with extra filling Take it out let me lick it quickly Calm down it's just a hickie I'll blame it on this whisky sipping gets me tipsy Drink fast and enjoy your buzz Take back streets to avoid the fuzz I wanna take you home but your friends won't let ya' I got a 40 in my Ford Fiesta Buy beer Or pay the rent My signing bonus was quickly spent So I'll beat my meat like I'm a fuckin' butcher And I'll punk the pussy like I'm Ashton Kutcher! <i>[Chorus x2]</i> <i>[Verse 3 - Charlie Scene]</i> Let's get this party jumpin' Let's see some 40 chuggin' I wanna see your booty rubbing against my dick when I start buzzin' Come on girls I wanna see you drinkin' I wanna see your brain start shrinkin' Make a move I saw you winkin' Drunken pussies what I'm thinkin' I don't give a fuck if you're drunk or not Turn it up loud feel the ambiance Grab 2 ho's and do some body shots I wanna party all night until they call the cops Fuck a wristband lets all do a keg stand I'm like Cheech with out the Chong Hittin up the beer bong When the cops show up Their gonna get the finger And i don't give a fuck Cuz I'm the designated drinker! <i>[Chorus x4]</i> Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (bitch) Everywhere I Go, Bitches always know That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show |
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from Hollywood Undead - Desperate Measures (2009)
Hollywood we're never going down <i>[x3]</i>
<i>[Chorus]</i> And all the kids in the hood come and wave and shake your hands, Hollywood we're never going down. When you're drunk shake that ass like you know how to dance, Hollywood we're never going down. Start getting loud I want to party now, if you hit an Undead that's a party foul. I only drink Mickey's I can't afford the cans I drink so much they call me Charlie 40 hands. If they keg is tapped and you're getting capped, take your girl to the sack and I'll take a nap. Ladies drink them fast so I can have a blast You got your beer gog's on and I'm getting ass "Like oh my god is that Charlie Scene?" Ladies show me your treats like it's Halloween You got a fake I.D. and you're 17 I'm a complete catastrophe buzzing around you like a bumble bee. So let's take some shots, do a beer run and flip off a cop. Girls give me props and there on my jock. Paris Hilton said that's hot when she saw my cock, "that's hot" <i>[Chorus]</i> I'm about to serve it up for all you party goers. Scene Kids, Meat Heads, Alchi's Stoners. Dancing around like a bunch of faggots, funnier then fuck you can ask Bob Sagget. I never claimed that I knew how to dance, but I'll get drunk, get high, and pull down my pants So fuck 5 bucks just fill up my cup, don't kiss me bitch you just threw up. Now I'm drunk as fuck about to pass out, destination you're mother's couch. Dude is it really true you screwed my mom? Fuck yeah bro, that pussy was bomb. So I'm humping, jumping, sipping and skipping. It's nights like these that we all love living. So take out your hands and throw the H.U. up Now wave it around like you don't give a fuck! Check please. <i>[Chorus]</i> Can't stop, Won't stop, Charlie make the booty drop Can't stop, Won't stop, Server make the booty drop Can't stop, Won't stop, J make the booty drop Can't stop, Won't stop, Peters make the booty drop Can't stop, Won't stop, Kurlzz make the booty drop Can't stop, Won't stop, Funny make the booty drop Can't stop, Won't stop, let me so the panties drop, Producers on the dance floor. Let me your booty pop. Grab your drink. Get on the floor! Grab your drink and get on the floor! Let's dance in the Hood, shake that ass Hollywood <i>[Chorus]</i> Hollywood we're never going down <i>[x3]</i> |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Welcome to a city that'll bring you to your knee's
It'll make you beg for more, until you can't even breathe Your blindfold is on tight, but you like what you see So follow me into the night, cuz I got just what you need We're all rollin' down the boulevard, full of pimps and sharks It's a motherfuckin' riot, we've been dying to start You better grab a hold cuz now you know your falling apart You thought these streets were paved in gold but there dirty and dark Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live forever Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live forever Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Welcome welcome In the belly of the best, I'm a wolf amongst sheep At the bottom of the hill, but at the top of the street Above the boulevard, schoolyard, victim of deceit And your running hard, but this wolf it's always at your feet Ya you've seen it all before, but the wolf's outside your door And you're old enough to run, you ain't hiding anymore Another victim of the star spangled banner of the street Now you're in the world of the wolves And we welcome all you sheep Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live forever Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live forever Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Welcome welcome You need to wake up and face it So you can taste my reality Now you're stuck in this place you hate And you came here so happily Then it made you lose your faith And that's what fucked with your sanity Say goodbye to your soul and say hello to your vanity Hollywood is your friend, and the undead are your family We'll take you to the edge, and turn your regret into agony And I'll never let you go, cuz I know you'll come back to me I'm the reason you came here, I'm the American Tragedy Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live forever Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Been to hell! I can show you the devil! Down you fell Can't hold yourself together Soul to sell Down here you live forever Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Welcome welcome welcome Welcome to a world where dreams become nightmares! Welcome |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
We don't apologize
And that's just the way it is But we can harmonize Even if we sound like shit Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids. (J-Dog) You heard us before but that was just a little sample We're back for more here to set a worse example Chop it up white stuff let's begin Big wolves linin' up and scorin' little pigs Still drunk and we're doin' it again With a huff and a puff I'm blowin birds on your shit Learn it out pitch black grin still white skin You know I'm hard to kill but real I'm movin' in I'm puttin' 22 down while I'm pukin' up blood You know I'm here to stay well fuck I'm gonna die young Now my posse's gettin' big and my posse's gettin' bigger It's 188 minus one, you know the figure. We don't apologize And that's just the way it is But we can harmonize Even if we sound like shit Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids. (Charlie Scene) It's easy to be drunk when it's hard to be sober Imma steal your leased rover and pull police over I'm a mean smoker who reaks of weed odor Certified street soldier devil on your teen's shoulder Don't invide Scene over he pees at sleep overs He asked your sister out so that he could cheat on her What a creep loner, shit I couldn't sink lower You just got a mean boner from a Charlie Scene poster If I'm poppin' a wheelie it's cause I'm jackin your bike Got my middle finger raised as I'm runnin' red lights I'm known to punch 'em in the dick at the end of a fight And I never say I'm sorry at the end of the night. We don't apologize And that's just the way it is But we can harmonize Even if we sound like shit Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids. (J3T) So many dollars stuffed in my wallet Chain so bling yeah you know that I'm a balla' We can take the blame cause your parents don't wanna They roll their blunts with your marijuana How can I run when the pigs got a chopper I got a gun but they got a lotta Shootin' at the sky with a mother fuckin' sawed off God bless a Catholic forgive me father Now what's a man to do when another holds a Bible Vatican's suein' me, holdin' me liable Reflections of a kid and they call him suicidal Dead beat such a sinner but we call him a child How can you blame him a play ground they're dealin' The mother still buyin' and the father still preachin' And now it's up to me cause no one's gonna teach him Now nobody, nobody needs 'em. We don't apologize And that's just the way it is But we can harmonize Even if we sound like shit Don't try to criticize You bitches better plead the fifth We've been idolized Role models for all the kids. Edited by: Lilmoke, Boss. |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
This is my town
(It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town Yo, fuck this scene Hit the strip, Get my picks Got some sniffles in the sack Run this town like a spinner on a track Come on, laid back Two attack in the leg We ain't cuttin no slack Girl, what you know about that? I ain't tryna be a lover but I gotta say That we could keep it undercover When you wanna play Waist up, smoked out outta my mind We just cruise around, my town All the time When the sun goes down The stars come out like the ghost of yesterday So drink 'em down 'Cause some things never change Baby, sing and get loud We ain't gonna fuck around When the sun goes down Let me hear you say This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town If the city never sleeps Then fuck it, neither will I You know we keep it thirty deep And we're as high as the sky You can watch us, thirty creep us We just ride and we ride You can watch the fiesta drop from one side to side We're breaking the boulevard 'Cause we get it better Whenever you need to find me Bitch, you can send me a letter Forever drunk and disorderly All this vodka I'm pouring me Goddamn, and I want it all My city of glory When the sun goes down The stars come out like the ghost of yesterday So drink 'em down 'Cause some things never change Baby, sing and get loud We ain't gonna fuck around When the sun goes down Let me hear you say This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town The streets you walk give you a reason 'Cause it's all you got And that'll never change So keep singing that song And we can live forever Pour a little out for the ones who passed away When the sun goes down The stars come out like the ghost of yesterday So drink 'em down 'Cause some things never change Baby, sing and get loud We ain't gonna fuck around When the sun goes down Let me hear you say This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town (It's my town! It's my town! It's my town! ) This is my town |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I wear my crown of thorns and pull the knife from my chest I keep searching for something that I never seem to find But maybe I won't because I left it all behind Now I'm stuck with this and that'll never change Always a part of me until the very last day Where to go from here, what road to travel on I spent my whole life choosing and it always chose wrong Will I try to have the will to be alive Will I try 'cause I've never seen the light Blow it to the ground and it's now you see You spent your whole life taking the best of me Where'd you go Where's your home How'd you end up all alone Can you hear me now There's no light There's no sound Hard to breathe when you're underground Can you hear me now Hear me now How low can I keep pretending to be That all the stars in the sky could mean something to me Heaven'll open up if I live on my knees A man of many words but a man of few deeds Walking these streets so absent of hope A pillow of concrete, a man with no home Lend him a hand then we'll walk him the way Leave the virtue of pity but we live with the shame So scared to dream in a world with no sunlight When you wake up you know it's darker than last night Quickly we forget, sacrifice gone by Born to walk away, been walking my whole life Where'd you go Where's your home How'd you end up all alone Can you hear me now There's no light There's no sound Hard to breathe when you're underground Can you hear me now Hear me now Look into my eyes and I see What do I see Nothing at all Take another look around me What do I see Nothing at all Where'd you go Where's your home How'd you end up all alone Can you hear me now There's no light There's no sound Hard to breathe when you're underground Can you hear me now Hear me now Can you hear me Hear me now |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Gangsta
Gangsta So gangsta Gangsta Got my diamond earrings Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And i'm packin' heat so don't disrespect me (Charlie Scene) I love it when the D.J. throws my song on I hit the dance floor and get my sing along on I love to spit the choruses when I'm on one My c-walks too hot I done ripped my sean jean Smellin' so fly i got the Hugo Boss on You got the type of booty I'd like to put my paws on We can roll in the Fiesta just to get our floss on I got the speakers bumpin' straight bangin' the Thong Song Got my hair did got my shit braided up Rollin with funny man and he's breakin' a blunt Snatch it outta his hand and now I'm blazin' it up Took another sip of Henny now I'm faded as fuck (Funny Man) Yo Charlie Scene tell me where you got them shades at (Charlie Scene) You know I've had this O.G. style since way back Sittin' in vip blowin' trees I'm layed back This bitch is gonna be another notch in my wave cap Gangsta Got my diamond earrings Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And I'm gonna beat it up if you let me Gangsta Diamonds all up on me Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And I'm packin heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And i know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time (Charlie Scene) Hold up and let me lace up the Tims I'm only 26 but so is the rims I wanna hit the dance floor and thrust my pelvis I look so good a million bucks looks jealous So i parked the Huffy kicked down the kick stand Payed the 20 dollar cover and i got me a wrist band Got bitches to my neck like I'm standin' in quick sand If they talk to me twice then they better talk to my pimp hand Got a lakers jersey and the platinum chain Two blue-tooths and a pinky ring Gettin' drunk as fuck from that tangeray Beer googles on I'm talkin' to a grenade (Funny Man) Yo, charlie scene tell me how you got so flossy (Charlie Scene) It isn't my fault that all the ladies want me I just roll with the posse thats cool like Fonzy And known to be flashier than poperazzi Gangsta Got my diamond earrings Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And i'm gonna beat it up if you let me Gangsta Diamonds all up on me Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And i'm packin heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And i know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me I'mma give it to ya every time (Funny Man) Freeze.... at eaze.... Let funny man bang on these keys I'm about to get it crackin' and freaky deaky All the ladies in the world just dyin' to meet me Cuz nothin' about me is ever cheesy I'll get you in the bed and make it squeeky squeeky Lookin' so damn fly as I hit the club Low ride west side yes we throwin' it up Make my way to the dance floor to burn it up Now go ahead and hit the chorus and turn it up Gangsta Got my diamond earrings Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And i'm gonna beat it up if you let me Gangsta Diamonds all up on me Gangsta Gonna turn you on So gangsta I preserve my sexy And i'm packin heat so don't disrespect me I'm just so damn flossy And i know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time I'm just so damn flossy And i know what you like There ain't no gangsta like me Imma give it to ya every time Give it to ya every Give it to ya every Give it to ya every time |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
(J3T) - Verse 1
Welcome, to the world you see An AK with a couple magazines. Whose blood it is don't matter to me Scatter the ashes over seven seas! That sickness, that feeling inside you That's weakness, don't let it divide you Keep this, that feeling of pride too Digging up bones, but you bury the truth! Children... Hypocrisy, That's what I give, you can take it from me If you don't, ya won't live too see One last act of tragedy! A mother's heart can make me humble No life lost can make me stumble Our empire will never crumble! (Danny) - Chorus We did it for the glory! The glory. Only the glory! We lived and died a story! It's our story! All for the glory! (J3T) - Verse 2 Bullets, begin to strip. A man of reason, he's a man of sin! A man of treason and the ones who live; They'll take what you got, what you got to give! An empire On trial by fire! They're liars Like funeral pyres! A letter to a mother from across the sea. A son in a box, buried beneath! For whom the bell tolls, it tolls for thee For whom they smile when they put you to sleep! A deal with the devil is a deal with me And that deal is forever so long as you breathe! Go forth child, make us proud. Honour is yours, UNDERGROUND! No way love will weigh you down! (Danny) - Chorus (Danny/J-Dog) - Bridge Nobody RUNS! Nobody RUNS! Nobody RUNS or makes it out alive! Nobody RUNS! Nobody RUNS! Nobody RUNS or makes it out alive! Hearts beating faster, running to the front LINES! Nobody RUNS or makes it out alive! Look up to heaven as it rains from the SKY! Nobody RUNS or makes it out ALIVE! Out alive... (Danny/HU) - Ending Because we did it for the glory! The glory! Only the glory! We lived and died a story! It's a story! All for the glory! The glory! (RUN! ) The glory! (RUN! ) The glory! (RUN! ) We did it for the glory! (RUN! ) The glory! (RUN! ) For the glory! |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Lights out
You're talking too loud So just shut your mouth Who the fuck are you now? Lights out Can you feel it now? We're calling you out Who the fuck are you now? Lifestyles of the young and the reckless Checked in the real world that don't ask questions Dodging on bullets like a fucked up western Dragged you on a rope 'til you're choked out senseless Kings or crown, we're the best around Got an underground army, yeah we holding it down We built our base and what we found It takes blood and sweat and always moving the crowd No skill then you're going the fast way Let me see you dance on from the AK Bullshit, now he's dropping names Who you know, what you doing all sounds the same A piece of advice, quit dropping mine You'll be done way before it even it is your time Like a stripper in a cage making minimum wage You'll be done like a dollar bill hitting the stage Lights out You're talking too loud So just shut your mouth Who the fuck are you now? Lights out Can you feel it now? We're calling you out Who the fuck are you now? I'm gonna wake your ass up 'cause you ain't got what it takes You cruise right on my nuts, so tell you how my dick tastes Yeah, I'm shit faced and all black looking creepy It's Charlie Sheen, this shit is way too easy I'm gonna give it to you quick going straight to your throat Put the burner in your mouth and turn you in to a ghost All these people making music with nothing to show Who doesn't have a band? Shit I don't know What kind of sane person drops his own name? What kind of sane person boos his own band off stage? What kind of sane person drops a verse like this? Damn this ain't working, I'm just too damn sick Deuce, you coming out here's got me provoke I'm gonna cut your ash up like a line of coke I'm gonna roll your crew up like a fat ass roach Put you in my ashtray 'cause you just got smoked Lights out You're talking too loud So just shut your mouth Who the fuck are you now? Lights out Can you feel it now? We're calling you out Who the fuck are you now? Another classic case, you crash and burn And it's true, you're dead broke It's light out, your last song The world has turned it's face, you'll never find And it's true, you're dead broke It's light out, your last song Walls are closing in, their falling down Lights out You're talking too loud So just shut your mouth Who the fuck are you now? Lights out Can you feel it now? We're calling you out Who the fuck are you now? Lights out Can you feel it now? We're calling you out Who the fuck are you now? Lights out You're talking too loud Who the fuck are you now? Who the fuck are you now? Lights out |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
I just can't escape
It's like you're here with me now But the words you say They always seem to fade out Since you been away I'm just a face in the crowd Someday, someday I know you're coming back Down in the dirt With your blood on my hands I blacked out But now I do understand That you were too good For this world so you left it Everything turned red And then you made an exit I don't even know If it was your time But like all good things That pass you by It's like a lost soul In the time of need It made me grow up fast And put some blood on my knees And you don't even know What's beyond you Thinking you could never die Like you're bullet proof So I guess you had to leave You were born with wings But you were never happy Til the angels sing I just can't escape It's like you're here with me now But the words you say They always seem to fade out Since you been away I'm just a face in the crowd Someday, someday I know you're coming back down Someday, someday I know you're coming back down I'm ashes to ashes I'm dust to dust And when a man Turns to ashes Forget about love Like the feeling inside you With the bottle beside you You both end up empty Like an angel just died too I look to the heavens To the sky and the rest I looked inside myself I felt my heart in my chest Something so point blue There's nothing to say Some hearts to stay true When falling away Come lay down beside me What you and I mean It's only what I've seen It's only just one dream Tell my baby I love her And I wish I could hold her It's hard to say goodbye When you know that it's over I just can't escape It's like you're here with me now But the words you say They always seem to fade out Since you been away I'm just a face in the crowd Someday, someday I know you're coming back down Someday, someday I know you're coming back down One day, one day I know you're coming back down I know you're coming back Know you're coming back I know you're coming back down I know you're coming back Know you're coming back I know you're coming back down (down) I know you're coming back Know you're coming back I know you're coming back down I know you're coming back Know you're coming back I know you're coming back down I know you're coming back down I just can't escape It's like you're here with me now But the words you say They always seem to fade out Since you been away I'm just a face in the crowd Someday, someday I know you're coming back down Someday, someday I know you're coming back down One day, one day I know you're coming back down |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
My legs are dangling off the edge
The bottom of a bottle is my only friend I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm Gone, gone, gone, gone My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm Gone, gone, gone, gone Gone to far yea I'm gone again It's gone on to long tell you how it ends I'm sitting on the edge with my two best friends Ones a bottle of pills and ones a bottle of gin. (Charlie Scene) I'm twenty stories up, yea up at the top I've polished off this bottle now it's pushin' me off Asphalt to me, has never looked so soft I bet my momma found my letter, now she's calling the cops I've gotta take this opportunity before I miss it 'Cause now I hear the sirens and there off in the distance Believe me when I tell you that I've been persistent 'Cause I'm more scarred, more scarred then my wrist is I've been trying to long with too dull of a knife But tonight I made sure, that I sharpened it twice I've never brought a suit before in my life But when you go to meet god you know you wanna look nice (Chorus) So if I survive then I'll see you tomorrow Yea I'll see you tomorrow... My legs are dangling off the edge The bottom of a bottle is my old friend I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm Gone, gone, gone, gone My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm Gone, gone, gone, gone (J3T) We hit the sky, there goes the light No more sun, why's it always night When you can't sleep, well you can't dream When you can't dream well, what's life mean? We feel a little pity but don't empathize The old are getting old, watch a young man die A mother and her son, and someone you know Smiles at each other and realize you don't You don't know what happened to that kid you raised What happened to that father, who swore he'd stay I didn't know 'cause you didn't say Now momma feels guilt, yea momma feels pain When you were young, you never thought you'd die Found that you could but too scared to try Looked in the mirror and you said goodbye Climbed to the roof to see you if could fly (Chorus) So if I survive then I'll see you tomorrow Yea, I'll see you tomorrow... My legs are dangling off the edge The bottom of a bottle is my old friend I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm Gone, gone, gone, gone My legs are dangling off the edge A stomach full of pills didn't work again I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm Gone, gone, gone, gone (Child) I wish that I could fly Way up in the sky Like a bird so high Oh I might just try I wish that I could fly Way up in the sky Like a bird so high Oh I might just try Oh I might just try |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Can't stop, I need some help
Fuck you, I'm by myself Is it a truth or lie? It's what you can't deny 'Cause it's the way you think, mixed with the pills and drink Brought back to the way you are, float up till you're close to God You know that hiding ain't gonna keep you safe (Safe) Because the tears on your face, they leak and leave a trace (Trace) So just when you think that true loves begun It goes off at any second just like a loaded gun You know I can take you straight to Heaven, if you let me You know I, I could make your body levitate, if you let me You know that I could make your body levitate, le-levitate-tate I could make you body levitate, le-levitate, you know Can't stop the feeling, high as the ceiling I've got the money, who's fuckin' dealin'? You feel the heat, like a barrel of a gun I forgot the last time I saw the sun We've got this disease, it's diggin' deeper in me It's like my mind is leaving, but my heart keeps beating So I'll paint the walls red, drip from the nose Where it goes, nobody really knows Hit the bottles, shoes on to follow I fall asleep, there ain't no tomorrow Gone too far, no one to save me Who needs you when I got my baby? My baby's beautiful she loves me true And if she dies, I hope I die, too You know I can take you straight to Heaven, if you let me You know I, I could make your body levitate, if you let me You know that I could make your body levitate, le-levitate-tate I could make you body levitate, le-levitate, you know I put down another sack of them, then it's straight back to the flask again I can't help stop what's happening On the wrong track, yeah, I'm back again Up shit's creek and I'm paddling, blacked out room and I'm travelin' Good ideas, I'm lackin' them I'm too fucked up now I'm babblin' Wondering how to fix these damages, all these God damn damages Cover myself with bandages from all these d-dam-damages Wondering how to fix these damages, all these God damn damages Cover myself with bandages from all these God damn damages You know I can take you straight to Heaven, if you let me You know I, I could make your body levitate, if you let me You know that I could make your body levitate, le-levitate-tate I could make you body levitate, le-levitate, you know You know |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Pour me, pour me, pour me another
It holds me, holds me, like no other One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home Truth is that I don't really have a place to go So pour me, pour me, pour me another I wake up right about the mid-afternoon With the sun in the sky, the night's coming soon And I walk to the mirror just to fix myself Yeah, life gets harder when you love nothing else So I pick my pills from the counter drawer Pick my self esteem up off the fucking floor I guess I'm a man of no recourse As I crack another bottle, got no remorse And I'll say a little prayer for the child in me I swear I used to be what I truly believed That I'm not just a man with these broken dreams That even I can go to heaven if I part the sea So... Pour me, pour me, pour me another It holds me, holds me, like no other One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home Truth is that I don't really have a place to go So pour me, pour me, pour me another People get sick and then watch you bleed When you fall from the top, boy you better believe That the bottom they got just, yeah, just what you need But at the bottom you can't swim, 'cause you drank up the sea When we stop and we look up to the sky They don't ask any questions, they ask us "Why?" Don't have any answers, don't know what to say Our knees are getting tired, too tired to pray That's when we laid down, end of the road We all seem to walk, against the walk it alone And I'm not just a man with these broken dreams Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea So... Pour me, pour me, pour me another It holds me, holds me, like no other One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home Truth is that I don't really have a place to go So pour me, pour me, pour me another Time just seems to go, on and on On and on, and on and on Life inside a bottle all along All along, the bottle's gone I'm not just a man with these broken dreams Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea What's left inside a bottle if it's gone? One more song and I'm finally free I'll meet you here in heaven, between the sea 'Cause I'm not just a man with these broken dreams That even I can go to heaven if I part the sea So... Pour me, pour me, pour me another It holds me, holds me, like no other One more drink, then I swear that I'm going home Truth is that I don't really have I place to go So pour me, pour me, pour me another Pour me, pour me Pour me, pour me, pour me another Pour me, pour me, Pour me, pour me, pour me another |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
You know it's Johnny 3 when you watch that body fall
When you fuck with J3T He's like fuck it, kill 'em all Ain't nobody, bad boy We'll feed you to their fucking dogs I'll keep on playing saint You keep begging me to stop I ain't a good shot, baby But I'm on a roll You better get down, lady Someone's turning cold Now it's time to meet your maker Hear the tolling of the bell Fucking kill you again and when I see you in hell Know it's time to meet your maker Hear the tolling of the bell Fucking kill you again when I see you in hell (bitch) Shut your eyes Let darkness lead the fight Say goodnight The rest will watch their future die, buried alive Say goodnight It's time to let- Now the dead, the dead come alive We wave their flag for the rest of our lives, so Shut your eyes Let darkness lead the fight Say goodnight Say goodnight You know it's hard to breathe With a knife up to your throat And it's impossible to see down the barrel of smoke And I'm just starting to choke You hope it's all in your mind It's time to hit the deck like it's a fucking drive-by It ain't possible to manage all the carnage and the damage And an animal like me can use it all to my advantage You're the first you hit the floor 'Cause you know that we stay lit We're kickin in your door 'Cause we ain't nothing to fuck with You're the first to hit the floor 'Cause you know that we stay lit We're kickin in your door 'Cause we ain't nothing to fuck with Shut your eyes Let darkness lead the fight Say goodnight The rest will watch their future die, buried alive Say goodnight It's time to let- Now the dead, the dead come alive We wave their flag for the rest of our lives, so Shut your eyes Let darkness lead the fight Say goodnight Say goodnight There's a black flag hanging over this town Get down, get down! There's a black flag hanging over this town Get down, get down! There's a black flag hanging over this town Get down, get down! There's a black flag hanging over this town Get down, get down! In a land of the weak We'll put you to sleep Put you to sleep, yeah Put you to sleep! Look to the sky as you beg for your life Beg for your life, yeah Beg for your life! Shut your eyes Let darkness lead the fight Say goodnight The rest will watch their future die, buried alive Say goodnight It's time to let- Now the dead, the dead come alive We wave their flag for the rest of our lives, so Shut your eyes Let darkness lead the fight Say goodnight Say goodnight Edited by: Lilmoke, Boss. |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
There's blood on my hands! (Hands)
There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! On my hands, on my hands! Wake up in the middle of insanity the other night With some tears on my pillow And there's blood on my knife And my soul has stained the sheets But they're pulled off to the side Who's blood could this be? Is it yours or is it mine? Take the knife and twist it Where's my heart? You missed it And you know I don't wanna die But, baby, you insist it Breathing is a luxury that I just shouldn't have My heart just keeps on beating And it's more than you can stand Baby, please just tell me how we ever went so wrong We used to sing together when we used to sing this song We could never sing forever 'Cause now my voice is gone Guess I'm gone forever and you knew it all along I can see blood All over my hands The longer you lay next to me The further I ran What's it all worth? How much can you stand? The longer you stay close to me The further I ran There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! I'm only evil when I need to be But you did this so easily I tried to treat you equally And listen to your reasoning But you waited so eagerly While plotting and deceiving me You came behind me secretly And shattered every piece of me I have nothing to give, so I give you my life Didn't want to see me live, so You gave me your knife Did he hear you as you tiptoed Coming from behind? You took away my kid So I guess you killed me twice Led me into the night Because it's the one thing you keep You knew that I had to die So you could finally sleep This blood all over your knife You know, you've earned yourself And it's a matter of time Until you burn in hell I can see blood All over my hands The longer you lay next to me The further I ran What's it all worth? How much can you stand? The longer you stay close to me The further I ran There's blood on my hands! (No remorse Holds no recourse You're bleeding slowly Oh, won't you hold me? No remorse Holds no recourse You're bleeding slowly Oh, won't you hold me? I can see blood All over my hands The longer you lay next to me The further I ran What's it all worth? How much can you stand? The longer you stay close to me The further I ran I can see blood All over my hands The longer you lay next to me The further I ran What's it all worth? How much can you stand? The longer you stay close to me The further I ran There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! (Hands) There's blood on my hands! Edited by: Lilmoke, Boss. |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Boy you better put a lid on it
You don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flapping those gums Like you the boss You should check your chin Oh no you don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flapping those gums But just when I'm wrong Cause you don't want none Let me take you back So back in time And make the front page news Livin lives of crime Cause your grand mood shined Outlaws to be exact We're getting something new And we never turned back 6 shots, point blank Aimin at your face Imma quick draw Then I'm gone without a trace And I'll rob a bank While chee and steal Derail a fuckin train Cause you know that I will You need to pay your dues And get cement shoes And we're still on the run The most ruthless crew You don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flappin those gums Like you the boss You should check your chin Oh no you don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flappin those gums But just when I'm wrong Cause you don't want none I'm a heart break kid I'm a stick up kid Bang. bang Tommy gun You's a punk ass bitch Knocked out One punch Like a superhero Banged up. craped out Now your back to zero Boom. bing. pow. King kong do doubt Like a prohibition Imma have to dry you out You can make it up The deets train off of the ground Imma switch plates Shake it you know how Work gets around All bets are in I see you roll the dice Looks like another 7 It's the end of your life You don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flappin those gums Like you the boss You should check your chin oh You don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flappin those gums But just when I'm wrong Cause you don't want none It's no matter Just a matter of time It don't matter to 3 It aint no matter of mine If you keep your mouth shut Then you'll be just fine If you keep running gums You better look out behind I see U N to the D E A D You got the full clip It's just cockin empty Your the cock of the walk But you walk too far Now your cock's on the block Of the boulevard I'm the J O H to the N Y 3 T You lucky you ain't dead If you know they sent me You don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flappin those gums Like you the boss You should check your chin oh You don't know what it's like To get your head lumped in You keep flappin those gums But just when I'm wrong Cause you don't want none U N to the D E A D You got your fist raised But your legs are shaking U N to the D E A D You know that I'm the shit That's why you tryin to take me We can go around the corner I aint catchin a case This will all be over quick Imma do what it takes So your betting all you want But never sneak out of place Or imma roll your ass up And smack the lips off your face You better not run Cause my bullets are faster I'd never really hit a bitch So I'm gonna smack ya This wont even be a fight Cause I'm knockin her out And your nicknamed dick So keep it out of your mouth U N to the D E A D Better be known We do this shit on a daily U N to the D E A D No thanks Still servin you baby |
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from Hollywood Undead - American Tragedy [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
I wanna tear it up
Before we tear it down I wanna light it up Before we burn it down We gonna get fucked up Drink ´til we all black out So fucking start it up ´cuz you know it's goin´ down Drink, got swag Yeah we keep it the same Mad dogged all up In the back of the rain Ain´t no balled up Baby, got bills to pay Yeah I'm getting fucked up As I'm changing lanes Oh my god I'm one of a kind I´mma smash it up It´s about that time I'll be back to the party By the end of the night Got nichole got needs And I needs mine ´cuz Funny Man Is just so damn sexual Gotta ass on my mind It´s just so damn edible Feast your eyes girl I'm so delectible Dick like Hulk Yeah they call me incredible! You got your dress pulled up I see your armor on I know you ain´t no slut But I know your so down Smash it up, smash it up That bitch is off the hook Smash it up, smash it up And once I get that girl Smash it up, smash it up I'll hit it all night long Smash it up, smash it up And once I smash I'm gone Girl you so hot You could spark a match Me and funny wanna flip you Like an acrobat And you could go back home In a Cadillac Put my name in your phone It's the man in black Got a big ol' mouth Got an ass to match On my back And your straddling And I´mma fan of that We could go home And open up a can of that I'll put my prize in your box Like cracker jacks Oh wait that's Just me getting shit faced Gimme pulling out my blue tooth And brief case And replace Everything I said wrong But then it won't be A Hollywood Undead song You got your dress pulled up I see your armor on I know you ain´t no slut But I know your so down Smash it up, smash it up That bitch is off the hook Smash it up, smash it up And once I get that girl Smash it up, smash it up I'll hit it all night long Smash it up, smash it up And once I smash I'm gone I wanna tear it up Before we tear it down I wanna light it up Before we burn it down We gonna get fucked up Drink ´til we all black out So fucking start it up Smash it crash it What's only crackin´ It´s me and you girl Now that's what's happenin´ Lets take a little gin From my stabbing cabinet Grab the can That's lights, camera, action Let me take care Of the satisfaction Grab a six pack When I get off the wagon Pull a little laugh On Michael Jackson I'll smash it now ´cuz I know she's down Smash it up, smash it up That bitch is off the hook Smash it up, smash it up And once I get that girl Smash it up, smash it up I'll hit it all night long Smash it up, smash it up And once I smash I'm gone Smash it up, smash it up This bitch is off the hook Smash it up, smash it up And once I get that girl Smash it up, smash it up I'll hit it all night long Smash it up, smash it up And once I smash I'm gone Smash it up, smash it up Smash it up, smash it up Edited by: Lilmoke, Boss. |
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