Scary-Go-Round

Scary-Go-Round!

Welcome one
Wecome all
To my show
Step right up
Lose your mind and your soul

If you like the things
That will scare you
Come and take a ride
If you want a scream of a time
Take your place in line
Scary... SCARY!
Let me in your mind
I'll bring you things
That bump in the night

Come inside
You are in
For a fright
Then you will see
That Holloween is every night

If you like the things
That will scare you
Come and take a ride
If you want a scream of a time
Take your place in line
Scary... SCARY!
Let me in your mind
I'll bring you things
That bump in the night

Mr. Scary
Is my name
Scaring people
Is my game
(welcome to my world)

All aboard
The terror train
Take a set
Don't look down
At the things that grab your feet

If you like the things
That will scare you
Come and take a ride
If you want a scream of a time
Take your place in line
Scary... SCARY!
Let me in your mind
I'll bring you things
That bump in the night

Boys and girls
Gather round
Take my hand
I'm your host
With the ghost, the boogie man

If you like the things
That will scare you
Come and take a ride
If you want a scream of a time
Take your place in line
Scary... SCARY!
Let me in your mind
I'll bring you things
That bump in the night

Mr. Scary
Is my name
Scaring people
Is my game

Step right up

Trick Or Treat

On the streets at night
Not a pretty sigh
On the corners of America
Since when does love have a price

Your flesh is meat
For dog's in heat
On the TV's of America
Is what the children see

Come and play
TRICK OR TREAT

This is Hollywood
In your neighborhood
Spreading al over America
It's like a disease

Like diamons that rust
Love has turned to lust
On the talk shows of America
You become a glamour queen

Come and play
TRICK OR TREAT

Come and play
Come and...

Rotten Apples

Jesus is coming...
sinners beware...

The bitter taste of rotten fruit
Is vomit in the mouth
The taste is sour and
Is spit upon the ground
And left, to rot, decay, and spoil

Rotten apples
Forbidden fruit
Rotten apples
Forbidden fruit

REPENT!

Watch the insect's
Eat the rotten apple's
On the ground

REPENT!

Watch the insect's
Eat the rotten apple's
On the ground

REPENT!

Medicine Head

You know when I grow up...
I want to be a junkie...

I'm just a prisoner
Locked in a cell
Can someone save me
I am in hell

Look inside my medicine head
Get inside my medicine head

Won't someone kill me
I want to die
I can't find freedom
In suicide

Look inside my medicine head
Get inside my medicine head

Look inside my medicine head
Get inside my medicine head

On Your Knees

Tie, tie, tie you down
The chains you wear
They keep you bound
Too long...

Slap, slap, slap your lip
When the master
Cracks the whip
You crawl...

Get down on your knees
That's where you all will be
Dog's that lick the feet
Like dog's that lick the feet

Down, down, down on four
You keep coming back for more
You whore...

Bound, bound, bound and gagged
Then tossed aside like a dirty rag
Used and abused...

Get down on your knees
That's where you all will be
Dog's that lick the feet
Like dog's that lick the feet

Virgin In The Midst

Pretty, in an ugly world
Where the harlots hate you
Beauty, walks among the beasts
But they resent you

Sickened, by your baby's breathe
It stings the noses
Sinners, are like the weeds
In a bed of roses

Just a virgin in the midst of whores
Exposing the pain
Like picking the sores
Just a virgin in the midst of whores
Bringing the pain
A prick of thrones

The perfect love for me...
The perfect love for me...

Heaven, in this place of hell
But they deny you
Pleasure, in this house of pain
But no one wants you
Buried, like a seed in dirt
Is soon forgotten
Cancer, it eats away
The corpse now rotten

Just a virgin in the midst of whores
Exposing the pain
Like picking the sores
Just a virgin in the midst of whores
Bringing the pain
A prick of thrones

The perfect love for me...
The perfect love for me...

Just a virgin in the midst of whores
Your just a virgin in the midst of whores

Plastic Jesus (Haunted Remix)

Away in the manger
No crib for his bed
That's the story
That they to told you
When they tucked you in
The little Lord Jesus
Lay down his sweet head
They never told you
That's not where the story really ends

Plastic Jesus
Is plugged in
On each and every Christmas day

Plastic Jesus
You will melt
You don't mean a thing to me
Plastic Jesus
Mannequin
A statue that is not even real

The little man hanging
From the cross on your neck
False advertisement
Cause the man you wear
Is no longer dead
Make a little gesture
For the whole world to see
Just a motion that you go through
When you pray and eat

Plastic Jesus
On the shelf
Tell me how can he save himself

Plastic Jesus
You will melt
You don't mean a thing to me
Plastic Jesus
Mannequin
A statue that is not even real

Mary had a little lamb

Wash me clean cause I'm dirty dirty
Wash me clean so I'm pretty pretty

Personal Jesus

(originally performed by Depeche Mode)

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus

Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus

Reach out and touch faith

Beat The Devil

Beat the devil down...

Born again, hallelujah

I beat the devil
I beat the devil and I beat him down

Praise the Lord, hallelujah

I beat the devil
I beat the devil and I beat him down

I beat the devil
I beat the devil and I beat him down