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Ghost Town
03:34
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This town is coming like a ghost town
All the clubs have been closed down
This place is coming like a ghost town
Bands won't play no more
Too much fighting on the dance floor
Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
We danced and sang, and the music played in a de boomtown
This town is coming like a ghost town
Why must the youth fight against themselves?
Government leaving the youth on the shelf
This place is coming like a ghost town
No job to be found in this country
Can't go on no more
The people getting angry
This town is coming like a ghost town
This town is coming like a ghost town
This town is coming like a ghost town
This town is coming like a ghost town
This town is coming like a ghost town
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The good hunter stalks at dusk
For the hunt is a must
Tall dutch man lurks the night
Eyes piercing as a knife
There he sees the haunted manor
Stripped by time of all its splendor
And as he passes through the door
The man regrets it more and more
I tell a tale I know be truth
You better listen when I'm talking to you
There was a man they called Van Helsing
An evil matter i find it pressing
A doctor, professor, lawyer, a scientist
With secret knowledge of dark magic
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
He marches further into darkness
For killing demons yields holy profits
There is no soul here that need salvation
Forever bound to hell’s damnation
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
Skacula will meet his match! Van Helsing’s come to kick his ass!
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
If you want to have a party then you better to come in
Skacula is in the ceiling hanging drinking gin
There’s type O negative with kushie in their bongs
Do a blood bag keg stand and hang out with your bros
There’s no need for invitations, you can come inside
Make yourself at home we’ve got nothing to hide
Faces in the mirror, they’re nothing but a blur
Van Helsing’s being drained, come and taste his blood
Burn burn!
Burn the stake, burn
(Pass that dutch boy!)
High high!
Bats a-flyin’ high
Oh no!
Skacula is stoned
Undead, undead
Skacula’s got the munchies and he’s eating garlic bread, no!
Bodies cold as ice, we’re always feeling chill
Cool as a cucumber made of pure evil
Bram Toker’s in the corner, ripping a fat dab
Bela Lugosi's turning into a bat
You think you’re going crazy, but I don't think that is it
You’re either hypnotized or that zaza’s hit
On his final breath, Van Helsing reaches for the stake
But there is no use, it’s already too late!
Burn burn!
Burn the stake, burn
High high!
Bats a-flyin’ high
Oh no!
Skacula is stoned
Undead, undead
Skacula’s got the munchies and he’s eating garlic bread, no!
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The Skaleton Dub
07:27
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A man was coming home late one night
When he was struck by a chilling sight
Cemetery walls, a ticking sound
Just when he thought there was no one around
So he set out to investigate
Fiercely opening the iron gates
He saw a figure, a silhouette
And so he was fear's own marionette
But what he saw when he approached
The gravedigger with dirty clothes
He sighed, relief, and thanked his maker
Praise the lord, its just the undertaker
He said “old chap, why you work so late?”
The man replied, “would you believe it mate?
In the tombstone they mispelled my name
And still they buried me just the same”
Hahahaha
The ghoul put down his engraving tool
As skeletons rise up from all their tombs
Our hero cried as he ran away
Skelletons dancing from night till day
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