Since 1968
I'm a four-legged zombie on a two-step dance floor
I'd double down your money, honey, if you know what's good for... you.
Vampire won't go far
sucking the life out of the party
and Werewolf has no chance
cause Mr. Werewolf has no pants
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the monster Dance Party
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the monster Dance Party
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the monster Dance Party
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the Monster Dance Partay
lurch left
neck spasm
dead stare
right at 'em
drag leg
nash teeth
on flesh
we feed
I can never lose
while I wear four shoes
I'm the undead quadruped - I could paint the town blood
ready, set, better step back or you could lose your
headstart you need it, clumsy mummy pokes you in the
I could cut a rug until it's bleeding through the ceiling
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the monster Dance Party
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the monster Dance Party
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the monster Dance Party
Since 1968 I've been the number one champ at the Monster Dance Partay
Bombs overhead, put your face on, ladies,
they'll take you home tonight.
Bombs overhead, paint your face by number,
they'll never run away.
We got a wallet here, anyone lose a wallet?
2 comments:
This song was thus the only good thing about Halloween this year.
I had no idea those lyrics were so awesome.
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