Songtext zu 'Welcome To Planet Motherfucker / Psychoholic Slag' von Rob Zombie

(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...you can kiss me)
Woven in the surface a premonition of a land erupting
A sparkling occasion of a city crashdown! Overhead,
Revolv'n in a whirlpool a drag-o-rama walk'n on the sidewalk
So let me see ya howl'n through the keyhole,
"God damn, swept away"

She shouted (now let's move)
She love it, (but let's take the back door)
Gett'in away. Yeah!

I concentrate the midnight without the benefit of ceremony
Whoever said, "the one who strips your soul is the one that got away"
A weather-beaten angel descending to embrace the cemetery
Got love so mystifying,
"God damn, swept away"

She shouted (now let's move)
She love it, (but let's the back door)
Gett'in away. Yeah!

She shouted (now let's move)
She love it, (but let's the back door)
Gett'in away, yeah!

(Oh, wow, cool it. What's that john, beat it.
You want to start a rumble)

Voodoo beat on the mind
The digs too deep to find,
Something has got to give, man
[Psych-o] racketeer or star,
You are just what you are,
Don't play the misty, baby!
[Get you] into a river sky,
Electro nation cry "I need another, now"

Drift beyond the sleeping
The moon is shift'n shadows on her figure
Swamptime locomotion "I can't take it, anymore!"
Sunlight through the shutters
Illuminating moment to the moment
Buzz a halo over
"God damn, swept away"

She shouted (now let's move)
She love it (but let's the back door)
Gett'in away. Yeah!

She shouted (now let's move)
She love it (but let's the back door)
Getti'in away.

(Do you have to open graves to find girls to fall in love with)

Planet pretty kill (get up and kill)
Motherfucker hang me on the thrill,
Psychoholic slag
Tomorrow yeah, is another drag, [yeah]

Picnic in the homeland
Like a Jesus super-star,
Yeah! Kiss me deadly, baby [baby]
I know who you are [come on]

Planet pretty kill (get up and kill)
Motherfucker hang me on the thrill, yeah!
No small heaven [haven]
I got the left hand of the keeper
Meet me in st. Louis
"God" a one-way ticket's cheaper yeah!
Time-travel I'm walk'n [walk'n]
I got a white line zombie fever [fever] yeah!
Time bomb the hero [hero] yeah get down!!

(Cool a fast short, swing with a gassy chick, turn on to a thousand joys, smile on what happened or check what's going to happen, you'll miss what's happening. Turn your eyes inside & dig the vacuum. Tomorrow... Drag)