Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Last House On Dead Street lyrics
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Last House On Dead Street lyrics]
Home to the monsters, the maniac zombies
Land for the villains and psychotic minds
Schizos, weirdos, and creatures, and creeps of the kind
It's the place for the others they label unique
The others, they all think I'm just incomplete
The others, they all think they just [_]
It's the same spot the dead meet, last house on Dead Street
It's the last house, the last place you ever wanna end up
No final sendoff, no toast or raised cup
No payoffs, [_] it's the curtain call
First step into a dark hall, commence to being scared off
You're gonna see [_], Devil's in the corner
Apperate and dissipate in front of your face
It ain't all a case of just what's in your head
It's 'bout what you said
Monsters roaming this home reanimate the dead
Where them ghouls, where them freaks, where them ghosts stay
Home to the monsters, the maniac zombies
Land for the villains and psychotic minds
Schizos, weirdos, and creatures, and creeps of the kind
It's the place for the others they label unique
The others, they all think I'm just incomplete
The others, they all think they just [_]
It's the same spot the dead meet, last house on Dead Street
You can find death, and you'll find it right here
Last house on the block, ain't no street light even near
Must not see anything clear 'cause the image quite hard [_]
Signs posted "will be shot on sight" steady [_]
I look a stumbling into my front yard
Give it no quarter, no warning, just [_]
Blast from the shot gun, gun powder, slug shells
Fragments of your memory, and each one's a living hell
Where them ghouls, where them freaks, where them ghosts stay
Home to the monsters, the maniac zombies
Land for the villains and psychotic minds
Schizos, weirdos, and creatures, and creeps of the kind
It's the place for the others they label unique
The others, they all think I'm just incomplete
The others, they all think they just [_]
It's the same spot the dead meet, last house on Dead Street
Where them ghouls, where them freaks, where them ghosts stay
Home to the monsters, the maniac zombies
Land for the villains and psychotic minds
Schizos, weirdos, and creatures, and creeps of the kind
It's the place for the others they label unique
The others, they all think I'm just incomplete
The others, they all think they just [_]
It's the same spot the dead meet, last house on Dead Street
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