Throw your hands in the air (hey), this is a robbery
And release the bats in fact I think they on to me
Your pretty face is going to hell
That's what Iggy Pop said before they learned to sell
Fake rebelion, You're not a hellion, You're not E-V-I-L
I can tell from the smell of the burning rock stars
That are stacked up in piles
So take a picture and don't forget to smile
I'll give you five splats up on the blood splat rating system
In case you missed em, That's the one from 95
It's got stories of rat boys and kung fu inside
The rules are breaking before they're getting written
The blood from your fingers got your grip slightly slipping
It's ok cause we're all going down troubles always brewing
Cause there's one in every town
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
(Yeah)
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
(Right)
Take a rock from the dead kings crown
You're feeling at home when you're in a ghost town
So disappear and here's the last warning, lay down your head
Close your eyes, you'll feel better in the morning light at
The end of the tunnel is a train, relax your head and shut off
Your brain... I got nothing else
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
(Yeah)
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
Check it out
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
(Yeah)
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
(Yeah)
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
(Yeah)
This is a horror show, Real horror show
Real horror show
Blacklight thriller disguised as a killer, not feeeling sick but
Always getting iller, things go erratic when the beats get mathmatic
Turn up the guns cause they always shooting static
Yeah I invented it but you resented it, everything I own
That's right you only renting it
You want rock n roll, how deep you want the soul
I got the shovel so tell me can you dig it
(Help us)