Christmas time is here again
Santa needs a helping hand
We cannot find his evil sheet
To draw his laying for the night
So all the waiting Christmas trees
Gonna hear their master sing
There's no presents, Not this Christmas
There's no presents
Tom and Jerry drinking Sherry
They don't give a damn
Christmas time is here again
Santa needs a helping hand
It's getting very, very late
St. Peter's crossed the Golden Gate
And Donald Duck is still in bed
I wonder who he's gonna help
There's no presents, Not this Christmas
There's no presents
Tom and Jerry, all done Sherry
They don't give a damn
There's no presents, Not this Christmas
There's no presents
Tom and Jerry, still drinking Sherry
They don't give a damn
I'm dreaming of a white... Sabbath!
That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die
Πιτσιρικος με Μπουλα Φατμε Γιοκαρινη μεχρι που ηρθε αυτο...
Living and dying, laughing and crying
Once you have seen it you will never be the same
Life in the fast lane is just how it seems
Hard and it’s heavy, it’s dirty and mean
Motorbreath, it’s how I live my life
I can’t take it any other way
Motorbreath, the sign of living fast
It is going to take your breath away
Don’t stop for nothing, it’s full speed or nothing
I’m taking down, you know, whatever’s in my way
Getting your kicks as you’re shooting the line
Sending the shivers up and down your spine
Motorbreath, it’s how I live my life
I can’t take it any other way
Motorbreath, the sign of living fast
It is going to take your breath away
Those people who tell you not to take chances
They’re all missing on what life’s about
You only live once, so take hold of the chance
Don’t end up like others, same song and dance
Motorbreath, it’s how I live my life
I can’t take it any other way
Motorbreath, the sign of living fast
It is going to take your breath away
That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die
Γιορτινη διαθεση....
Enter to the graveyard
Walk among the tombstones
Smell the putrid stench of
Rotting flesh, decayed bones
Unearthing a fresh grave
Open up the coffin
Hunger for flesh you crave
A feast you will begin
Show the dead no remorse
Rip out all the brains
Mortify the helpless corpse
Eat all the fucking remains
Hunger not satisfied
Still you crave for more flesh
Torn apart the corpse lies
Maggots will eat the rest
That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange aeons even death may die
