A wang, dang, dang and a double fang, put you six feet underground. Flush all the fashion and your old school passion, our world
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lives underground. Living for the money, so dead fuckin' funny, with your three piece suit and your wife that calls you honey.
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You're raw meat, now ain't that sweet? Our world lives underground, SHUT THE FUCK UP, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO! You're
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my bitch, now do what you're told to do. SHUT THE FUCK UP, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO! Get down on your knees and
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thank me. Vampire folklore old stone age, hypodermic wet dream narcotic stage, an undead anthem to the blackest days, a tribute
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to the original. SHUT THE FUCK UP, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO! You're my bitch now do what you're told to do. SHUT THE
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FUCK UP, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO! Get down on your knees and thank me. SHUT THE FUCK UP, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE
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SPOKEN TO! You're my bitch, now do what you're told to do. SHUT THE FUCK UP, SPEAK WHEN YOU'RE SPOKEN TO! Get down, lick
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my boot and thank me. I was taken on a Tuesday night, a summer's night, around midnight. Blood flows silently to candlelight, yet
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I re-animate in shadows. Purveyor of the horror, tormentor in techicolor, governor to the terror but still I'm trapped in limbo.
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Double Fang
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