Danzig other songs:

 

Crawl Across Your Killing Floor lyrics - Danzig

Seen a lot of bad

Seen a lot of cold

Seen a lot of starving

Seen a lot of old

Seen a lot of death

In my life

Seen a lot of tears

Heard a lot of crying

Seen a lot of pain

See it all the time

Seen a lot of things

Seen a lot of dying

Seen a lot of heartache

Seen a lot of grief

Seen a lot of misery

Come to make 'em bleed

Seen a lot of holy

Seen a lot of damned

Seen the children hurt

By the preacher man

Seen a lot of killing

Seen a lot of dead

Bloody winter coming

Rivers running red

I don't wanna crawl 'cross your killing floor...

Seen a lot of sin

Seen a lot of cold

All I ever wanted

Was a free soul

Seen a lot of hatred

Since the dawn of time

Seen a dead man walking

Heard a lot of crying

I don't wanna crawl 'cross your killing floor...

Spook City USA lyrics - Danzig

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

See the ghosts as you drive past graveyards

Spook City U.S.A

Deathly souls in American graveyards

Spook City U.S.A

Here is where I'll die for sure

I don't want no substitute

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

See-through spectres cruise your hallway

Spook City U.S.A

Poltergeists in the middle of the roadway

Spook City U.S.A

Here is where I'll die for sure

I don't want no substitute

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Haunted house on the highway roadside

Spook City U.S.A

It extends an eerie invitation

Spook City U.S.A

Here is where I'll die for sure

I don't want no substitute

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Spook City U.S.A

Who Killed Marilyn? lyrics - Danzig

5:25, August 5th, 1962

Found her lying on her chest

Her face all turning blue

You think it was an overdose?

But could it have been the pack?

Could it have been the Kennedys?

Was it LAPD?

It ain't a mystery

Baby, not to me

Funny, funny, funny mystery

Baby, not to me

Rotted corpse, sex decay

Her breasts all full of slugs

No X-drive, no X-urge

Her cunt has all dried up

5:25, August 5th, 1962

Make it seem a suicide

Make it seem a suicide

Make it seem a suicide

Make it seem a suicide

It ain't a mystery

Baby, not to me

Funny, funny, funny, mystery

Baby, not to me

It ain't a mystery

Baby, not to me

Funny, funny, funny mystery

Baby, not to me

Whoah

Whoah

Whoah

Whoah oh