Текст (слова) песни: Elvis Hitler - Ghouls (looking For Food)
Rotten flesh dripping from my bones As I rip through suburban homes Creep about in a shroud of fog I`ll tear the heart >From your family dog CHORUS Ghouls Looking for you Ghouls Looking for food Each night when I leave my grave A doomed woman will become My slave Mangled corpse left on the ground Her head will never be found CHORUS ----------------------------------------------
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