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Cat Beast Party
00:56
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The Cat Beast Party is such a treat
Like a can of rock and roll Fancy Feast
So wave your paws in the air
Like you just don’t care
And shake your fuzzy
Little derriere...
It’s
The Cat Beast Party (Cat Beast Party)
The Cat Beast Party (Cat Beast Party)
Cat Beast Party, kitties gotta rock and roll, yeah
The Cat Beast Party, a meow mix for your soul, yeah
The Cat Beast Party, everybody’s gonna lose control!
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Mystery Machine
02:22
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Missing Bat Formation
02:44
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We are gathered here tonight
To say goodbye to a vampire
In the fog and moonlight
Here we stand ‘round the funeral pyre.
This fiend was one of the great ones
Respected by the undead nation
Legions of werewolves run while
We fly the Missing Bat Formation.
And we’ll fly!
And we’ll FLY!
We’ll FLY FLY FLY FLY!
We mourn our noble king tonight
Black priests finish their oration
The Honor Guard is taking flight
In the Missing Bat Formation
Our enemies caught him cold
And they cut off his ancient head
He was ruthless and so bold
Now no longer undead but truly dead dead.
Dead dead!
Our revenge will be cold to the touch
The taste of blood a sweet sensation
They will scream and bleed so much
When we fly the Missing Bat Formation.
Our revenge will be cold to the touch
The taste of blood a sweet sensation
Covens of witches dance while
We fly the Missing Bat Formation.
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29 Vaqueros
03:37
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29 brave Vaqueros, with honor living in their souls
Are riding fast at midnight, their eyes like burning coals
In these 29 Vaqueros, a need for vengeance burns
And in each man is the notion that none of then will return.
29 brave Vaqueros, riding hard in the moonlight
With knife and pistolla, do the Devil’s work tonight
When justice is bought with silver, and the people cry in vain
Will ride many a young caballero against the greedy Dons of Spain.
29 brave Vaqueros, died in glory at the dawn
Not one asking for quarter, until each spark of life was gone.
These men of noted courage, these men of great fighting skill
Though they were buried by the Padre, in our hearts they ride still!
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Gacy
03:07
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Hey hey hey ... I see you over there...
You think we don't know what you're up to...but we do!
I hear you running up and down your basement steps
With those big ol' floppy shoes...
Uh huh!
Well here comes John Wayne Gacy
And buddy he's really a sight
With a dozen balloons in his left hand
And a rusty shovel in his right
His face is all covered with makeup
And in the middle is a bright red nose
And the last little boy that he played with
Is a'starting to decompose
Gacy -- Gacy --
Why you got to be such a clown?
Gacy -- Gacy --
Hope I don't end up underground.
Well, you might think it's cool to dig Gacy
Just as long as Gacy don’t dig you
But come what may, if Gacy asks you to play
Well you'd better head the other way. HEY HEY HEY!
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I’ve been out riding on that astral field
You've been caught summoning the things I feel
but their ain’t no way you’re casting that
Mojo back my way.
You’ve got your totems and your mojo sacks
But I’m telling you baby there ain’t no going back
Cause there ain’t no way you’re casting that
Evil spell my way.
You got your ways
Your demon eyes
Dancing so close to me
I can’t disguise
Step in the circle
Call out the air
You can banish me to hell
Or I can take us there.
I’ve been out riding on that big jet plane
all of your charms they got me goin' insane
But there ain’t no way you’re casting that
Mojo back my way.
I got the devil in a piece of wax
you heard the angels, they ain’t coming back
And there ain’t no way you’re casting that
Evil spell my way.
You got your ways
Your deep down slow
Move on away from me now
I gotta go
Step in the circle
Call to the sky
There ain’t no way you’re casting your
Evil spell tonight.
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Gravedigger's Stroll
02:23
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8. |
Have a Beer
02:43
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When you fall right out of bed
Hit yourself right in the head
People stop and look around
Left and right, Up and down
Always in a trance again
You don't know why you do it
It just goes that way
Then you go to the kitchen
You go to the fridge
You grab yourself another beer
For now.
Then I saw you walkin'
down the street
Your hair was all,
in so many different colors
That I could not believe
what I saw
We went to the kitchen
We went to the fridge
We grabbed ourselves another beer
For now.
Now I know that I am supposed to
Meet you there
At exactly nine o' clock.
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The Exotic Ones Nashville, Tennessee
Yesterday’s Band of Tomorrow! (and vice versa)
The E-1's combine all their favorite classic rock styles -
rockabilly, psychedelia, surf-guitar, punk, what have ya, mix in a little theremin, and tell (slightly tall) tales of robots, circus trains, wild hillbilly parties, and hungry zombies!
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