Rob Zombie - White Trash Freaks Lyrics
Calling all White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dogA White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dogShe got a sweet face grinStrapped to her crib is an unborn twinDrifted in the poly aftered union shipLooking like a new world shock attackShe go shake it baby, shake it babyCome on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphonesCome on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphonesShe ride a mean machine called sugar dogWarlock Christian wind tuck Christmas fogA haunt sweet shocked wind-up toy crank it on the ship like a murder lordShe go shake it baby, shake it baby!Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphonesCome on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphonesCalling all White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dogA White Trash freaks and a boogaloo dogA White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dogOh yeah!She's a wall painting hitting with out of window across the breathCovered in a nasty ol' scarLife ain't shit if you ain't a starI said life ain't shit if you ain't a star!Come on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphonesCome on get on, get on, get on the broken bones and microphonesCalling all White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dogA White Trash Freaks and a boogaloo dogA White TRash Freaks and a boogaloo dog dog dog dogWell I ain't crazy I'm talking about themWhat's going on around here