Tekster:
Holy Blood

[Slug] Yeah, I saw the sign in the window, for the job Yeah I got a high school education, but that's all Skills? You wanna know if I got some skills?

[Slug] I sat down and put a fifty on the bar A whisky and a beer, let's forget where we are And keep 'em coming till I drink that whole grant up Filling

[Slug] You know you fucked up right? Bye bye, wish you luck with life But I'd be damned if, I let you manage to bless that blade and keep taking advantage

[Slug] You motherfuckers ain't on my shelf I should jump back and try to french kiss myself The boy fell in the well and lived to tell Put my voice in

[Chorus] Everybody, everybody want to be somebody Go gotta be, there's no probably You can talk to me after the party It's just monotony, human commodities

overwork the nurses, And you can find more lying than at a circus, Tommy's sitting in the hospital waiting room, Pray to god that the doctor will take him soon, Blood

[music: Andy Klassen] [words: Sabina Classen] Blood - Blood Sucker - You Wimp! You always win, you never loose, never looking back You're always looking

, do it taste my blood blood in my veins Do it, do it taste my blood blood to sacrifice Do it, do it taste my blood your blood to feel Do it, do it taste my blood

will be judged by sanctity Stricken by the curse of heavenly sin Legions behold the final day Allegiance to the end, a blood feast at the hands That