Twiztid - Rock the Dead lyrics

Why don't you go play with your friends?
They're all dead

Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Come on

Space and beyond, mind of an idiot
I stole your headstone from your grave plot
Conscious and confused
See tomorrow's dreams on tonight's news
Falling through a hole in the sky, will I die
And all the time I've
Applied with this life, love and lies
Stepping in the darkness
Walking through my conscience
Like an android I remain heartless
Underground, and mental know me well
Bring it to the white lights
Of the depths of Hell
Walk through the time flux hand
In hand with clear minds
Thoughts are harmonious like the
Rhythm of wind chimes
Peel back the rind and examine the fruit
Rotten to the core buried in they best suit's
Maggots crawling out they face
Eyes sunk in they head
Throw your fucking arms up and rock the dead

Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Come on got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead

Screaming like ahh
I can't even take it no more
Release the straps on my jacket and let me go
Ill medication got my whole body shaking
Thinking escaping
But they gonna keep on chasing
I'm facing off with the world and the planet
Dig a hole buried alive like good goddammit
It ain't a living thing
It's a no fuck giving thing bring the pain
And I'mma bleed with the rain
Insane when I leave this bitch
I got the whole world screaming out
You ain't shit
They'll be the wrong ones you can bet
I don't know why you hide your face
'Cause I'm coming for your neck
Get hot on the plot, what you got
Should I cut your head off on the spot
A whole pile of dead bodies I'm on top
Me and my man rocking the
Dead like UHH non-stop

Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Come on got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead
Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead

Think about it a hundred years from now
It was all different people
Living on the planet now they're dead
200 years ago it was a whole 'nother posse
Now they dead
The dead probably out number the living 10
000 to 1
A hundred years from now we'll be dead
So fuck that! I'mma run with
The mutha fucking dead

Got my vision on you point blank range
Strange look coming 'cause I'm in all black
And I'll be rocking with an axe
Everyday life how I'm living
Cemetery walks and grave digging
Sacrifice another victim
You can hear me screaming through
The trees and the woods
Hang myself on a higher branch if I could
Gotta get them out
Gotta get these sick thoughts outta my head
So I be rocking the dead

Some of my best friends are dead
If you include Monoxide, Violent J, Shaggy
And Evil Ed
Serial killers from the West and the East
And all the dead mother fuckers
From here to Greene Street
Fuck it if you're missing some
Limbs and patches of hair
Nod your bald head and throw
Your nubs in the air
I wanna see zombies jumping, screaming loud
And kill every live mother
Fucker in the crowd

Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Take it got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead
Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
Wake up, moons in the sky
Bring the wicked shit and the dead will arise
(Rock the dead)
Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead
Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead
Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead
Got me a mic and a PA cranked to ten
And all we wanna do is rock the dead
So many thoughts running all through my head
But the only one that's clear
Is rock the dead