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Wednesday 13 Album


Transylvania 90210: Songs of Death, Dying and the Dead (2005)
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The following is an audio recording.
Contains songs of death, dying, and the dead.
To avoid fainting keep reminding yourself, it's only a recording.

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I'm dying from my own disease
I'm a villian, I'm a murderer and the victim is me
I've got a date with fate and I just can't wait
I'll see you all down at the morgue
I need some coffee, a corpse, and a cigarette
Just in case that I get bored

Red, white and bruised and bathed in sin
I've been through hell and back again
Bury me now and say it's the end
Oh my god, look at what the bats dragged in

I'm pissing into the wind
I got a face full of it, lick my lips and do it again
My claim to fame is I've got no shame
A corpse is a corpse of course
I've got a handful of nails and a crucifix
Just in case that I get bored

Red, white and bruised and bathed in sin
I've been through hell and back again
Bury me now and say it's the end
Oh my god, look at what the bats dragged in

Red, white and bruised and bathed in sin
I've been through hell and back again
Bury me now and say it's the end
Oh my god, look at what the bats dragged in
Oh my god, look at what the bats dragged in

. . .


I'm damned if I voodoo, and I'm dead if I don't
Kick the crypt and baby walk with me
And we'll find a new place to haunt
Now the dead can't die, they're not alive
I've got one walking by my side
It's a curse, a hex, tell me what comes next
Tie the noose around my neck

See you in the graveyard at midnight
Such a horrifying delight
Your ice-cold touch, it feels so right
And just last night
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie

Her stare is so demanding and her clothes are so commanding
She makes me feel like a kid in a candy shop
With my head on the butcher block
You're the only one for me, I'm in love with a decomposing zombie
Beauty's on duty in this horror movie
Make me spill my guts with just one touch

See you in the graveyard at midnight
Such a horrifying delight
Your ice-cold touch, it feels so right
And just last night
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie

She makes me do everything she wants me to
And that's okay with me because I'm walking with a zombie

See you in the graveyard at midnight
Such a horrifying delight
Your ice-cold touch, it feels so right
And just last night
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a zombie, zombie, zombie
I walked with a
Zombie, zombie, zombie, zombie

. . .


A bullet in your head is how I want it
Your body on the floor -- a Kodak moment
You're a waste of air and a waste of space
I want sharp objects to fly into your face
I hate you now more than I ever did
I wanna kill you, dig you up and do it again
I want a car to run over your head
Put it in reverse and do it again

And I would be a liar if I said that it wasn't true
I only want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want very bad things to happen to you

It would be really great if you drowned in a lake
Or put a bag over your face and watched you suffocate
I'd celebrate at your wake, I'd bake myself a cake
'Cause you're my favorite person that I love to hate
And you're the reason that murder should be legalized
If it was, you'd be dead and in the ground by five
Just in case I forgot to say --
I hate you motherfucker in the very worst way

And I would be a liar if I said that it wasn't true
I only want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want very bad things to happen to you

I want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want very bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want bad things to happen to you
I want very bad things to happen to you

. . .


I hear the devil and he's calling me
In the house by the cemetery
Ghouls and creeps fucking gather 'round
For the evil that's going down
Get down!

Blood in the cradle, guess your baby's dead
The boogie man came and chopped off its head
Knots in the noose, baby duck, duck, goose
White knuckle paranoia, the stitches coming loose

Now you scream in horror
But there's no need to bother
So raise your hands up high
Reach for the sky, motherfucker, die

I hear the devil and he's calling me
In the house by the cemetery
Ghouls and creeps fucking gather 'round
For the evil that's going down
I hear the devil and he's calling me
In the house by the cemetery

This house of horrors has thirteen doors
Behind each one is thirteen more
Murder by numbers, count 'em one, two, three
Nail up the coffin and fucking bury me

Now you scream in horror
But there's no need to bother
So raise your hands up high
Reach for the sky, motherfucker, die

I hear the devil and he's calling me
In the house by the cemetery
Ghouls and creeps fucking gather 'round
For the evil that's going down
Get down!

Now you scream in horror
But there's no need to bother
So raise your hands up high
Reach for the sky, motherfucker, die

I hear the devil and he's calling me
In the house by the cemetery
Ghouls and creeps fucking gather 'round
For the evil that's going down
I hear the devil and he's calling me
In the house by the cemetery

. . .


I've made a fist but I cannot knock upon that door
'Cause once I walk through it I won't be coming back no more
It's strange how everything can change oh, so very fast
Somewhere someone out there will always have the last laugh

Just say a prayer for me, in case I forget
And when you speak of me, don't say it in regret
Life's a grave...dig it

I'll put the noose around my neck
Will you get to me just in time?
I've got no reason left to live
But I've got a hundred to die
I'll put my hands together now
Hold them up to the sky
But there's no one to save me, yeah
'Cause I know...God is a lie
God is a lie

Everyday I look at myself and I wonder why
I have written the soundtrack to the end of my life
And as I climb this ladder now it is certain I will fall
God, he must be deaf because he never heard me call

Just say a prayer for me, in case I forget
And when you speak of me, don't say it in regret
Life's a grave...dig it

I'll put the noose around my neck
Will you get to me just in time?
I've got no reason left to live
But I've got a hundred to die
I'll put my hands together now
Hold them up to the sky
But there's no one to save me, yeah
'Cause I know...God is a lie
God is a lie

Somebody save me!

Just say a prayer for me, in case I forget
And when you speak of me, don't say it in regret
Life's a grave...dig it

I'll put the noose around my neck
Will you get to me just in time?
I've got no reason left to live
But I've got a hundred to die
I'll put my hands together now
Hold them up to the sky
But there's no one to save me, yeah
'Cause I know...God is a lie
God is a lie

. . .


This Halloween I think that we should be together
Just for old time's sake
I wanna hear you scream just like
You used to when we were only thirteen

Now the candle's burning out
And the pumpkin's rotting away
I just want you here beside me
On this lonesome Halloween day

Sitting in the dark
Drinking my own blood
And a voice, it whispers, "Hello my love"

Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
Won't you scare me, oh
Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
I love you best when you scare me to death

I'm laying in our bed with these
Tainted sheets pulled right over my head
I'm singing all our favorite songs out loud
And I'm hoping you can hear them somehow

Now the candle's burning out
And the pumpkin's rotting away
I just want you here beside me
On this lonesome Halloween day

Sitting in the dark
Drinking my own blood
And a voice, it whispers, "Hello my love"

Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
Won't you scare me, oh
Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
I love you best when you scare me to death

Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
Won't you scare me, oh
Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
I love you best when you scare me to death

Every word you said, it ricochets
Just like a bullet in my head
I wish that you could see that our love
Is bringing out the dead in me

Now the candle's burning out
And the pumpkin's rotting away
I just want you here beside me
On this lonesome Halloween day

Sitting in the dark
Drinking my own blood
And a voice, it whispers, "Hello my love"

Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
Won't you scare me, oh
Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
I love you best when you scare me to death

Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
Won't you scare me, oh
Haunt me, haunt me like you used to
I love you best when you scare me to death

. . .


My room came alive, my dog just died, stacked 13 pennies in his eyes
I stared at the wall, it stared back at me
Started to breath and then it started to bleed

The moon cracked open and it started to flow
And my future was exposed
The gods gave me my own TV show and they called it
Transylvania 90210

I had a plastic casket with candy bones inside
I put the skeleton together and it came to life
He said that I looked bored, he took a knife from the drawer
He said kill for me, what are you waiting for?

The moon cracked open and it started to flow
And my future was exposed
The gods gave me my own TV show and they called it
Transylvania 90210

The moon cracked open and it started to flow
And my future was exposed
The gods gave me my own TV show and they called it
Transylvania 90210
Transylvania
90210
Tranyslvania
90210
Transylvania
90210

. . .


Goddamn here we go, off to the graveyard, go, go, go
Give 'em to me decayed, give 'em to me anyway
I don't care 'cause you know I only want you

Dead, dead, dead
You know I want you
Dead, dead, dead
You know I want you

Crawling from your grave, calling out my name
Begging for my brains saying, hey, hey, hey
I want you to take my hand and tell me I'm your man
And I only want you dead

Hey ho, let's go to hell, I've got a room reserved
And I'll see you there, make me die slowly, butcher me and hold me
I don't care 'cause you know I only want you

Dead, dead, dead
You know I want you
Dead, dead, dead
You know I want you

Crawling from your grave, calling out my name
Begging for my brains saying, hey, hey, hey
I want you to take my hand and tell me I'm your man
And I only want you dead

Fuck yeah, it's understood, necro-feelin' great, necro-feelin' good
Give 'em to me decayed, give 'em to me anyway
I don't care 'cause you know I only want you

Dead, dead, dead
You know I want you
Dead, dead, dead
You know I want you

Crawling from your grave, calling out my name
Begging for my brains saying, hey, hey, hey
I want you to take my hand and tell me I'm your man
And I only want you dead

. . .


Merry Christmas, ho ho ho
I'll be six feet under the snow
Jingle bells along the way
I'm a dead motherf**ker and I'm counting my days
I've been too naughty, I forgot to be nice
I guess violence is my vice
So check your list Santa and check it twice
I'm a dead motherf**ker all right

I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
Yeah, yeah

(All I want for Christmas is a custom fit casket with black velvet interior... Oh yeah, and a bucket of chicken)

Seasons beatings and a jolly farewell
By Christmas Eve, I'll be rotting so well
In a one horse open sleigh
Straight to hell laughing all the way
I've been too naughty, I forgot to be nice


I guess violence is my vice
So check your list Santa and check it twice
I'm a dead motherf**ker all right

I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
Yeah, yeah

(Santa, if you're out there, and you can hear me, your fat ass better have me a freshly dug grave)

I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
I'll be buried by Christmas
Yeah, yeah

. . .


Rise your wrist up in the air
And wave your razorblades like you just don't care
Use your voice, make homicide your choice

Politics coming straight from the crypt
Stirring up the world with its ugly stick
Put your faith in a shallow grave today

Red, yellow, black or white
It doesn't matter -- everyone dies tonight

Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death

Hooray for homicide
My left wing's baked and my right wing's fried
Vote for me and I'll legalize everything

Splish splash you're in a blood bath
Intentionally headed down the wrong path
But a dollar sign won't make you smile in your grave

Red, yellow, black or white
It doesn't matter -- everyone dies tonight

Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death

I'm on your side!

Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death

Vote for me!

Red, yellow, black or white
It doesn't matter -- everyone dies tonight

Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death

Trust in me

Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death, death for president
Elect death

. . .


You and me were once a fairy tale in love
No happily ever after, it was a horrible disaster

You tried to drag me down, so I put you in the ground
You brought it on yourself and now this coffin fits you well

I tell my love goodbye
I watched the dirt fall by your side
You I could never trust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Rot, rot for me, my darling, rot for me
So rot, rot for me, my darling, rot for me

I carved it in your chest so you'd never forget
And I loved you to death, and I'll take your final breath

I hope you understand that our story had to end
Now I lay you down to sleep
And pray the worms your soul to keep

I tell my love goodbye
I watched the dirt fall by your side
You I could never trust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Rot, rot for me, my darling, rot for me
So rot, rot for me, my darling, rot for me

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

I tell my love goodbye
I watched the dirt fall by your side
You I could never trust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Rot, rot for me, my darling, rot for me
So rot, rot for me, my darling, rot for me

. . .


I knew that life wouldn't be the same after that fateful day
Dreams were crushed and who's to blame for all my hurt and pain
Can someone tell me why, why did all of my heroes die?
And now there's nothing left but this black heart of mine just cheating death
Just cheating death

I know I'll always get my thrill in that house on Haunted Hill
I know that life can be a gas locked inside that house of wax

Some people prefer the finer things in life
I'm alright just hanging out with the ghost of Vincent Price
Some people prefer the finer things in life
I'm alright just hanging out with the ghost, with the ghost of Vincent Price

It's so strange how my life suddenly went black and white
Like a movie on the screen with Vincent Price co-starring me
It's such a late, late, late show
And when it ends, nobody knows
I never question my sanity when the Lord of the Dead is watching over me
Watching over me

I know I'll always get my thrill in that house on Haunted Hill
I know that life can be a gas locked inside that house of wax

Some people prefer the finer things in life
I'm alright just hanging out with the ghost of Vincent Price
Some people prefer the finer things in life
I'm alright just hanging out with the ghost, with the ghost of Vincent Price

I know I'll always get my thrill in that house on Haunted Hill
I know that life can be a gas locked inside that house of wax

Some people prefer the finer things in life
I'm alright just hanging out with the ghost of Vincent Price
Some people prefer the finer things in life
I'm alright just hanging out with the ghost, with the ghost of Vincent Price
With the ghost of Vincent Price
With the ghost of Vincent Price
With the ghost of Vincent Price
With the ghost of Vincent Price

. . .


Lost in a familiar place
This channel will not change
This feeling's all too strange
It's like home in many ways

Got nothing left inside
Onto the darker side
Into the darkness we ride
On a bullet named Christ

They swarm us all like flies
Don't know the wrong from right
There comes a time to decide
I'll choose the darker side

Got nothing left inside
Onto the darker side
Into the darkness we ride
On a bullet named Christ

Into the darkness we ride
On a bullet named Christ
Into the darkness we ride
Into the darkness we ride
On a bullet named Christ
Into the darkness we ride
Into the darkness we ride
On a bullet named Christ
Into the darkness we ride

Got nothing left inside
Onto the darker side
Into the darkness we ride
On a bullet named Christ
On a bullet named Christ
On a bullet named Christ
On a bullet named Christ
On a bullet named Christ

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