Snake charm, I don't get, mother
I'm in love with you
Generation job the silk
But I got nothing for you
And if I die before I wake up
Grab my body's social take
To the TV's got the hollow eye
Tell me now all about, now you drop
The party's drowning!
Bloodlust, you live for the magazine and Hollywood
Dead on the silverscreen
Oh, come on!
Oh, come on!
The buckets are spinning around
But I know the end is along
Western monster mind and the writing's on the wall
And if I die before I wake up
Grab my body's social take
To the TV's got the hollow eye
Tell me now all about, now you drop
The party's drowning!
Bloodlust, you live for the magazine and Hollywood
Dead on the silverscreen
Oh, come on!
Oh, come on!
Bloodlust, live for the magazine and Hollywood
Dead on the silverscreen
Bloodlust, you live for the magazine and Hollywood
Dead on the silverscreen
Oh, come on! Oh, come on!
Oh, come on! Oh, come on!
Oh, come on! Oh, come on!
