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Text: White Zombie. Let Sleeping Corpses Lie. Feed The Gods.

She's a zombie baby, dead ringer in my head
And now we're rollin', we're empty playin', yeah

Hey yeah, like a zombie breathin'
Hey yeah, been thinkin' of your life
Hey yeah, like a desert monkey
Hey yeah, we go down inside

Like a creep or solar center
Ooh, a dirty little sister
Wow, I'm gonna kill it
I'm gonna kill it, damn
(Dead?)

Freak out and feed the Gods
Do you know what it means to feel like God?
Creep on the wheels of love
Do you know what it means to feel like God?

Hey hey yeah, like your hands on my back
And, hey hey yeah, be a big man or bleed
Hey hey yeah, like a days last moment
Hey hey yeah, give me what I, I need

To suck up and give out, ooh, a dark creep lover
I'm gonna kill it, I'm gonna kill it yeah

Freak out and feed the Gods
Do you know what it means to feel like God?
Creep on the wheels of love,
Do you know what it means to feel like God?

Yeah, get a load of this, gonna get away
One hell beast shot over me, yeah

In another life gonna break you down, smash all over me
Yeah, gonna bleed from life a shrapnel wound
I wasn't made to suffer, huh shootin' on the run
Gonna wreck 'em yo, you can't just dump 'em

Freak out and feed the Gods
Do you know what it means to feel like God?
Creep on the wheels of love
Do you know what it means to feel like God?

Hey yeah, It's alone in my head
Hey yeah, and I think of the past
Hey yeah, I'm a dirty mouth
Hey yeah, because I'm alive

And, yeah, I'm only people's sole assassin
Ooh, a dirty little witch I'm gonna kill it
I'm gonna kill it, yeah