Rob Zombie - The Satanic Rites of Blacula lyrics

[Rob Zombie - The Satanic Rites of Blacula lyrics]

Okay, let's do it
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold it
Hold it hold it, more like da, da, da da da
Da, da, da da da

A graveyard for lunatics they come a-running
Leader of the young-bloods
They are a-buzzing absolute midnight
They come a-crying i still remember Babylon
All is forgiven

And the rats come on home to pick your bones
This ain't the same old monster
Scream, Blacula, scream
Blacula, scream, Blacula, scream

The beast shouted love they come a hunting
Crawl out of the skull they come a-calling
Dangerous and dirty they are a-wailing
Goodbye, Picasso go paint thе women



And the rats come on homе to pick your bones
This ain't the same old monster
Scream, Blacula, scream
Blacula, scream, Blacula, scream

Well, everybody's bleeding let's turn it on
Well, everybody's bleeding let's turn it on

Spock is gonna die call him Messiah
The world is so hollow he is a liar
Take me back to Vulcan and open fire
Which way goes to Eden? A vampire

And the rats come on home to pick your bones
This ain't the same old monster
Scream, Blacula, scream
Blacula, scream, Blacula, scream

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