1. |
Night of the Creeps
01:54
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1959, high up in the sky, in a spaceship
Aliens tried to keep bide their time
Ghetto Ghouls got restless, get this party moving
Release the fucking canister
The fruits of our doing
Let’s see how it works
Crashes to Earth
Slug looking creatures
This is the birth
Of mayhem, destruction, death and dysfunction
Humans attacked, transfuse through the suction
Monsters awake, souls long gone
Breeding inside, everything’s wrong
Time to kill, they trust the appearance
Early beginnings of an alien experiment
All this happens a long time ago,
By the hands of the Ghouls, you should know
Night of the Creeps!!
It’s the Night of the Creeps!!
Ghetto Ghouls released
What is now the Night of the Creeps!
27 years later
After they froze down the host
Some stupid Fraternity boys
Stole the corpse and restored the noise
The bug spread out, like zombies
killing anyone in sight
But Ghetto Ghouls laugh in their spaceship
Death is such a delight
Such a fucking delight
Night of the Creeps!!
It’s the Night of the Creeps!!
Ghetto Ghouls released
What is now the...
Night of the Creeps, humanity weeps
Never to end, suffer defeat
Bust a head open, see what comes out
Blood dripping slugs, too many to count
They get inside you, taking control
Only sure thing is death and it’s creepy crawl
And all this started a long time ago,
By the hands of the Ghouls, you should know!
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2. |
I Drink Your Blood
01:46
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This ain’t no regular tour van
We’re the cult of the Ghetto Ghouls
We ran into a town, our van broke down
But we said fuck it, Satan rules
We’re gathered here to sacrifice
Drink blood, fuck and get high
Then some kid served up his meat pies
And we grew rabid before their eyes
Hell is coming, we’re welcoming the flood
River of Styx runs red, prepare to be dead
as I DRINK YOUR BLOOD
Little did we know
that the blood of a rabid dog
Had been infused into the meat
our minds lost in the fog
Hell is coming, we’re welcoming the flood
River of Styx runs red, prepare to be dead,
as I DRINK YOUR BLOOD
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Hail to Satan
And all he gives
The hell we begged him
And all it’s thrills
I!!
I drink your blood!
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3. |
Brain Damage
01:12
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There’s something in my head
giving me hallucinations
Euphoric sensation
only one thing I gots to mention
There’s a price to pay, there alway is
but this one’s a worm looking creature
My friend in my head needs you dead
and your brain is up for dinner
Brain Damage! I can’t think straight
Brain Damage! Elmer is my only date
I’m ashamed when your brain’s in my mouth
But the hunger for it only grows
Need my fix and it’s harder to get
something that really blows
Elmer’s my friend and he takes me to a
place of extreme pleasures
My worm buddy cums on my brain
it’s pleasure can’t be measured
Brain Damage! I can’t think straight
Brain Damage! Elmer is only my date
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4. |
Street Trash
02:45
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Hobos and filthy creeps
See them flooding our hometown streets
Alcoholics and wastes of life
Barely worthy their own heartbeat
Drool and rape, drunken escape
Hear us call their name:
STREET TRASH!!
They don’t work, don’t give anything back
Just beggin for their own survival
We’re not to judge, but the world already did
And now they’ve just grown to be primal
Still there’s a lot of money to be made
Ghetto Ghouls is your dealer
Hard to say if it’s a blessing or curse
When we’re selling out all our Viper
STREET TRASH!!
Cheap as fuck, we’re making a quick buck
but their faces melt off!
Tastes like booze so they’re chugging it down
it seems like they just can’t get enough
Throat starts to itch, boil and burn
and then their innards turn into a blob
Digest, melt fest, witness the scum of the earth
as they disappear
Ghetto Ghouls losing customers
but new ones always appear
STREET TRASH!!
Cheap as fuck, we’re making a quick buck
but their faces melt off!
Street Trash!
Waste em all for some easy cash
Street Trash!
You gotta try Viper to get real smashed
Uh!
You don’t do drugs
You better stay off the streets
They’re crawling with thugs
Offering nasty sweets
You’d run into the cool crew
Ghetto Ghouls’ Viper RULES
It’s not over ‘till everything’s liquid
Eyeballs, brains, even dick liquid
Barf brigade enter experiment
Inequality suddenly silent
Drink it all up, chug it all down
Ghetto Ghouls got you covered
Down with the Viper, before getting hype
Hookers getting smothered
STREET TRASH!!
Cheap as fuck, we’re making a quick buck
but their faces melt off!
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Ghetto Ghouls Norway
T-Town lords of crossover thrash, hardcore, punk, horror, action, exploitation and a bag of puke.
Barfghoul/vocals
Ghoulster/ vocals
Ghoulfinger/guitar
Ghouliac/guitar
Ghouldozer/bass
Ghoulhammer/drums
Ghetto Ghouls recommends:
Unfiltered heavy thrash to melt your fucking ears! We love all their tapes. Also hometown boys so the love is turned up to 11.
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