Rob Zombie — The Satanic Rites of Blacula

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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