Lyrics:
Heard bout the new attraction?
There's a new sensation in town
Something really weird
That should blow out our minds
Waxwork
Come inside - I bid
'Cause it's the same old thing
Yeah, it's the same old story
We got the waxwork wings
We got the taste for glory
Somebody told me be careful
they screamed as they met with their fates well deserved
Waxwork
Recreating the horror of the moment of death
My models serve their purpose quite
gonna see your face again
Tram cars and taxis like the waxworks on the move
Carry young girls past me but none of them are you
Am I ever gonna see your
Well dressed wax-work wound up to walk
Stares through the window
Clown in the alley-way looking for an exit, facing the shadows
I don't patronise you
I
waxworks
Those that the grace of God denied
Become divertissement to curb
The bitter taste from glittered lives
Modernity perturbs
Horror
silent aftermath
When you're left to lick the wounds
(Does a numbness overcome you)
Waxwork eyes stare in mute judgment
Terrible its vacant, knowing grin
the fucking same mistakes
He pushes through the waxworks dancing
Figures like ghosts in an all or nothing world
Is this all worth the coverage
Anchors reigning
You're a part of the waxworks
And I could turn up the heat
I’ve got you all figured out
You mold lies to build a sleek identity
Congratulations, you
on express delivery
Ooo ooo shiver me
Timber, drop down
I'm greedy, cupidity
Demon duo
Jekyll and Hyde
Evil crew
Bonnie and Clyde
Mutant Waxworks gonna suck
tender
Cries a beautiful song
Snippy polite but
She'll bring out that chainsaw
Mutant Waxwork is
You're nightmare
Roar
Haha
HAHA
a bad bitch
Bad bitch bad bitch
Snippy go savage savage
Need another refill on the blood pucker up
Mutant Waxworks about to
Fuck your shit up buttercup
a razor blade
Build ten tonnes of barricade
A mountain-made waxwork parade
Your beauty's strange
But you were dead when you came to me
They're locking them
gonna see your face again
Trams, cars and taxis
Little waxworks on the move
Carry young girls past me
But none of them are you
Am I ever gonna see your
[WAXWORK]
Вырубая безответно на битуле
крутим час подругу друга
пока нет вас и не слышно!
Эти бусты через вас
блики слепят эти рожи
блики
someone drop my mixtape?
Everyone is famous
Walking waxworks out of Vegas
And I'm trying to make the A-list
But I think it's all a mistake
Year ago I said
stand the test of time
Don't trouble the water because foul waxworks-faces stare in your eyes
Days of ours are pushed
In a nameless grave
grisly end
The Egregore feeds
As I approach the pungent cave, suppression shapes the calm
A waxwork from the inside, distorting sound and eyesight,
I'm sitting here alone - In this Waxwork Palace
I stare at the motionless man, with the eyes of Judas
It's a face I've seen before. In a distant
the sickly crooners
All the sugar "moon" and "Juners"
But that waxworks never got you past first base
After all of that Scorsese you should know
Things
to the wicked
Yeah, back on ya feet, spark up
The weed, till the sack's burnt
Packing up ya meat raw cuts from DJ Waxwork
Leave ya track cursed with my thoughts
the room
A single flame in the blind room
But the candle slowly burns itself out
Waxwork dummies sit and view the tv screen
A distant scream still echoes
Went down to Santa Fe, where Renoir paints the walls,
Described you clearly, but the sky began to fall
Trams cars and taxis, like a wax-works
See us on the underground
Packed up in our sardine cans
Tailor made with suits and shades
Lipstick teeth and waxwork hands
Electronic, we're
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