lyrics
In the Mountains of Horror, which the stars don't ever glance at
Stands a dreadful dwelling, house of sin, lust and death
The cursed lord of this place, adorned with jewels, clad in furs
Thinks highly of himself, and wishes you'd do the same
Please, oh celebrate! His mighty lordship
Ow, who said he's fair?
Slave of his fancy, how are you to set
Free: well, I don't care
Igor, Igor, poor creature, how's your hump doing today?
"Oh master, feel free to touch it: it's so warm and soft, I say."
Yew! Freaky bastard, yew! Get out of my sight now! oh...
Damn... must find a way down, far from this evil place...
Please, oh celebrate! His mighty lordship
Ow, who said he's fair?
Slave of his fancy, how are you to set
Free: well, I don't care.
You get eaten ! you get eaten ! you get
EATEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNN
credits
from
June DeVille,
released December 1, 2009
Composer : Max Stauber
Author : Max Stauber
Arrangement : Max Stauber, Julien Waroux, Thomas Target
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