Harley Poe - Scream Acres lyrics
[Harley Poe - Scream Acres lyrics]
There's a farm in Cynthiana
Where survivors make a living
Selling limbs, and entrails of the dead
There's 8 of them, cooped up inside
Making dead things come alive
To keep their families fed
And here's where nightmares are born
(Scream acres)
With bodies lined up on the floor
At Gore Galore
Welcome to our home
Where wicked things run around the yard
Come through the door
Cause here they're free to roam
Need a bucket or spare parts?
You get it here where nothing's as it seems
It's where monsters are made
At Gore Galore
We're all living the dream
(Scream acres)
Where survivors make a living
Selling limbs, and entrails of the dead
There's 8 of them, cooped up inside
Making dead things come alive
To keep their families fed
And here's where nightmares are born
(Scream acres)
With bodies lined up on the floor
At Gore Galore
Welcome to our home
Where wicked things run around the yard
Come through the door
Cause here they're free to roam
Need a bucket or spare parts?
You get it here where nothing's as it seems
It's where monsters are made
At Gore Galore
We're all living the dream
(Scream acres)
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