Letra de 18Th Century Cannibals, Excitable Morlocks and a One-Way Ticket on the Ghost Train - Rob Zombie

Well, the junkie of Mott Street slips inside
Wrangling a serpent that refuses to die
That's a lot of venom, he winks with pride
This ain't hell; it's a picnic

Well, come on down to the freak arcade
Where some are grown, and most are made
We crush up all the weird ones into lemonade
Grab the ice handle and pick it

Get onboard the ghost train
Get onboard the ghost train

Now fashion magazines told Sherlock Holmes
Hey, leav? a little meat on those chick?n bones
And can you really daydream without Davy Jones?
Who is this Auntie Griselda?

Well, John the Dillinger said with a smile
I had a dream last night about a Gomer Pyle
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Dressed in tinsel, riding a crocodile
Does this make me crazy?

Get onboard the ghost train
Get onboard the ghost train

Well, even Hercules freed himself with a ruse
The dragon captain displayed a Kung Fu bruise
And hide all the children and spread the news
Velvet Jesus is a poster?

Well, everybody testify and get your hands up in the air
Get onboard the ghost train
Get onboard the ghost train

Well, everybody testify and get your hands up in the air
Get onboard the ghost train
Get onboard the ghost train