Paroles de Oh My Goth! (Feat. Angelspit, Bella Morte, Ego Likeness, The Crüxshadows, & Zombina)
He's an undead ghoul from a skeletal race.He drove a big, black spire through the void of space from the cemetery planet of the living dead.
He's got a robot monster with a T.V. head and the ghost of a tombstone over his bed.
And if they beam you on board...
(...don't go in the basement!)
(Don't go in the basement.)
Oh my goth, it's...
(...Day of... Day of... Day of... Day of the Dead!)
Oh my goth, he's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
He came to pave our world, but hasn't done it yet.
And if the boss shows up, he better know how to rock, 'cause if he doesn't get down...
(...we'll push him in the air lock!)
(We'll push him in the air lock.)
Oh my goth, it's...
(...Day of... Day of... Day of... Day of the Dead!)
Oh my goth, he's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, she's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, we're...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
You know the Devil himself is after us, with his right hand man, Lord Beelzebub.
Pass me that sonic cattle prod.
We'll have him...
(...shakin' and twitchin' like a Pocket Goth.)
Oh my goth, it's...
(...Day of... Day of... Day of... Day of the Dead!)
Oh my goth, he's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, she's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, we're...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
(...don't go in the basement!)
(Don't go in the basement.)
Oh my goth, it's...
(...Day of... Day of... Day of... Day of the Dead!)
Oh my goth, he's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
He came to pave our world, but hasn't done it yet.
And if the boss shows up, he better know how to rock, 'cause if he doesn't get down...
(...we'll push him in the air lock!)
(We'll push him in the air lock.)
Oh my goth, it's...
(...Day of... Day of... Day of... Day of the Dead!)
Oh my goth, he's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, she's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, we're...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
You know the Devil himself is after us, with his right hand man, Lord Beelzebub.
Pass me that sonic cattle prod.
We'll have him...
(...shakin' and twitchin' like a Pocket Goth.)
Oh my goth, it's...
(...Day of... Day of... Day of... Day of the Dead!)
Oh my goth, he's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, she's...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
Oh my goth, we're...
(...undead, undead, undead, undeader than dead!)
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