1. The Thing...

(Intro)

2. Munsters!

Wake up before it's too late
they're making a munster
soon now they're sealing our fate
they're making a munster
Patchwork and stitches like Frankenstein.
Electrical shock through the spine!
wake up before it's too late
they're making a munster

Munster-Munster-Munster!
Munster-Munster-Munster!

Papers gets lost in the mist
when making a munster
A Product of mad scientists
they're making a munster
cleaning the closet from skeletons
and cover up scandels and scars
selling their fable-like farce
they're making a munster

Munster-Munster-Munster!
(who are the real monsters?)
Munster-Munster-Munster!

now is the time to be strong
they're making a munster
and face what's in fact's going on
they're making a munster
People believe every word they say
they must think we're made out of clay
hey! Sleepwalkers! now it's too late
the nightmare's begun
Munster-Munster-Munster!

3. The Ride

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4. My Ride Into Afterlife

I went to satan, to live my life
I tried to lure him into making me a wife
A young and horny to bare my child
I went to Satan!

My ride into Into afterlife
I ride into afterlife.

Please help me Satan to find a bride
nobody wants me and my time is running out
must have an offspring before I die
please help me Satan!
My ride into Into afterlife
I ride into afterlife.

I need a woman, I have no womb.
I need to sow my seed before I get entombed
It's not contagious but I am doomed
I need a woman.. soon

I'm only mortal, as you can see
I am the last in a distinguished family
It seem I'll cut down that family tree.
Make me immortal.. now!

the hearafter awaits me
i'm so looking forward to leave

5. The Stripper

No No No!
Doctor doctor, I'm going crazy
In the neon red light
I'm a stripper and I just love it
it just can't be...right
Exhibitionistic nature,
narcisist, you tell me
I just love to see their faces
as I give 'em..me

I don't know why
I don't know why – I don't
No No No!

Doctor doctor, this can't be healthy
it feels good but is bad
especially last Tuesday when I
saw some friends of my dads
I'm an anti-sexual creature,
I just thought you should know
Oh please Dr, Mr doctor
what am I gonna do
I don't know what – I don't!

I don't know why
I don't know why –I don't..
No No No!
WHY?

6. Verbal Diarrhoea

Makes no sense, don't even rhyme
I can say whatever cause this song is mine..
Maby you're right – I'm full of it, shit..it..it
it's just verbal diarrhoea
no no!
It's just verbal diarrhoea
no no!

Nag nag nag – the bitch is back
prayed that she would die from a heart attack
what am I sayin' oh nevermind..
Oh! It's just verbal diarrhoea
no no!

"Is alcohol laxative for the tongue-tied, the nervous and the shy.
We drink ourselves pretty, outspoken and bold.
All the shit that's inside must come out.. blah!"

Just who do I think I am
Andy Warhol's ghost with a master plan
when you gotta go – you gotta go..
It's just verbal diar-realize it's suicide
Cheating Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde
What do I mean? Oh don't ask me..
it's just verbal diarrhoea
no no!
It's just verbal diarrhoea
no no!

7. Bon Voyage Mutherfucker!

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8. The Master, The Servant And The Slave

I have been dumped..on, and it stinks!
and I've pissed off.. and on,..
by the master, the servant and the slave

i have been dumped..on, and it stinks!
and I've pissed off.. and on,..
by the master, the servant and slave

Dirty, Nasty, Filthy – Me!
Dirty, Nasty, Filthy – Me!

9. Beyond The Threshold Of Pain

Beyond the threshold of pain, pain, pain
pain, pain, pain!
Beyond the threshold of pain, pain, pain
pain, pain, pain!
Beyond the threshold of pain,

Beyond the threshold of pain, pain, pain
pain. pain, pain!
Beyond the threshold of pain, pain, pain
pain. pain, pain!
Beyond the threshold of pain, pain, pain
pain. pain, pain!
PAIN!

10. Hitmusic For Hitmen

hello kids my name isss..
Hit Hit Hit!
I have been dumped,
On and it stinks
And I been ripped off, raped
by the Hitman, Hitman, Hitman!
Hit Hit Hit!

I have been dumped,
On and it stinks
And I been fucked up, fucked!
So Hit me, Hit me, Hit me!
Hit Hit Hit!

11. Demi Monde Bizarros

Party their heads off with the queers of noise
All the decadent beauties and uglies –
flatters the host litterly kiss his ass
it's a favour he gladly returns!
Goes by the nick name Saddam De Sade
got a closet that's more like a graveyard
Mingle with artists and prostitutes
It's a trade off for the Vanity fair..

We back up their orgies with music as
the houseband "Demi monde bizarros!"
they partying non stop for 120 days.
And barely no one is let out alive!
I sing "we are all just prisoners here..."
They do fornicate to The Hotel California
The host is tied up in perverted acts
and as usual it gets out of hand..

spank you and goodnight!

12. S/S Hellride

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13. These Boots Are Made For Walking

(Bonus Track)
(Live)

You keep saying, you've got something for me
something you call love but confess
You've been messin'where you shouldn't been messin'
and now someone else is getting all the best.

These are made for walking
and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna
walk all over you!

You keep lying when you oughta be truthin'
you keep losing when you oughta not bet
you keep samin'when oughta be changin'
what's right is rightbut ain't been right yet!

These are made for walking and that's just what
they'll do. One of these days these boots
are gonna walk all over you!

You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
and you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt –Ha!
Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches
and what he knows you ain't got time to learn

These are made for walking
and that's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots are gonna
walk all over you!
Are you ready boots, start walking...

14. The Wurld Is Sick...And So Are We

(Bonus Track)
(Live)

The wurld is sick! sick –sick– sick!
The wurld is sick! sick –sick– sick!
The wurld is sick! sick –sick– sick!
And so are we!