(scream)
Baby I love you
I wanna be kissed by you
Oh it's just a bayou baby baby
I don't care
These lips are made for kissing
These guns are made for shooting
These boys are made for cruising
Baby baby
Hellfire (xxxx)

© la muerte - 1988

This is my hell
And I can understand
She drives me wild
With my holly truck
She's off her head like a fireball
Aggression is going
All night long
And I killed your cat
With my iron fist

Chorus:
Black god white devil
Oh baby scream or die
Black god white devil
Oh baby scream or die

this is my hell
and i can understand
i don't wanna write
your name in my book
you're turning murder
into a sacred crime
son, give me the dagger
on that chair
mother starngles me
i'm running out of air

Chorus:
Black god white devil
Oh baby scream or die
Black god white devil
Oh baby scream or die

This is my hell
And I can understand
Endless you cut me in pieces
You can do it with your teeth and nails
You'll drink my blood
While licking my scares
I don't know what love
Is all about

Chorus:
Black god white devil
Oh baby scream or die
Black god white devil
Oh baby scream or die

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

NOT AVAILABLE YET

I walk down your street after nightfall
And see the glow at your window
And I stand alone
And I stand alone on the pavement
And let the wind blow about me
Feeling the heat
Feeling the heat
And feeling the heat of your passion

For I never known a love like you've shown me
And I had never dreamed how deep this love could be
To know you're there and know that there
To know you're there you'll always be
It couldn't be it couldn't be it couldn't be

Chorus:
Blues Blues Blues Heaven or Hell (x4)

Blown by wind into the shadows
Pools of light ripple coldly
Leaves a light in the darkness
And leave the cold to the branches
And I see my breath
And I see my breath
And I see my breath
Streaming past me

For I never known a love like you've shown me
And I had never dreamed how deep this love could be
To know you're there and know that there
To know you're there you'll always be
It couldn't be it couldn't be it couldn't be

Chorus:
Blues Blues Blues Heaven or Hell (x4)

Times means nothing in winter
Open pages of a diary
Empty starlight from heaven
Dripping pinpoints in puddles
Wind on ice, ice on windows
A world of light, so bright, lies within.
Flame of love slowly burning
Locked embrace slowly burning
Touch the face of an angel
Taste the tears, feel them falling
Far above the moon is freezing
The light tonight shines between our souls
The light tonight shines between our souls

© la muerte - michael leahy - soundworks 1985

Snake crawling in my eyes
Snake beating in my heart
Time will last as long as eternity
Snake slides into my brain

Chorus :
Crush
Burst
Crush
Burst
Burst my soul

Dragon flies the empty space
Dragon shakes the universe
Time will last as long as eternity
Dragon snatch me from the jaws of death

Chorus :
Crush
Burst
Crush
Burst
Burst my soul (x2)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

A crazed assassin
Loose in the street
This is the only place
Where I'll be safe
Conquest heat master
Perversion never lies
Disaster blaster

Chorus:
But my brain don 't get higher (x4)

Creature of destruction
Laughing dead corruption
Challenge to survive
Love butcher alive
Disaster blaster
Disaster blaster
Demon invasion
Thunder wheels rolling
Crush 100 faces
Crush 100 faces
When the beast is clever
The best's ain't over
Lost inside the human 200

Chorus:
But my brain don 't get higher (x4)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

La méduse tombera du ciel
Ce radeau avalera mon âme
Et mon coeur griffera ta peau
Dans la pluie je crierai ma haine
Et ses os cogneront mon crâne
Je mugis comme un orgue de fer

Chorus :
Couteau dans l'eau
Couteau d'acier
Couteau dans l'eau
Couteau d'acier

Notre sang coulera à flots
Et ma chair pourrira pour toi
Dans le ciel un cadavre exquis
La nuit blème criera ma haine
Tes longs ongles perceront ma langue
Je mugis comme un orgue de fer

Chorus :
Couteau dans l'eau
Couteau d'acier
Couteau dans l'eau
Couteau d'acier

Soif malsaine obscurçit mes veines
Oeil de sang tombera sur moi
Ce chien noir crèvera ce soir
Et mon coeur griffera ton coeur
La nuit blème criera ma haine
Je mugis comme un orgue de fer

Chorus :
Couteau dans l'eau
Couteau d'acier
Couteau dans l'eau
Couteau d'acier (x2)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

J'aurais voulu te rencontrer
Dans un film gore de serie B

Chorus :
Ecraser cravacher
Eclater déchiqueter

Sourire aux lèvres
Explose la tête
Broche dans la gorge
Pour une salope

Chorus :
Ecraser cravacher
Eclater déchiqueter

L'danger est là
Qui nous attend
Nuit déchirée
J'veux crucifier

Chorus :
Ecraser cravacher
Eclater déchiqueter

J'éventrerais
Pour un baiser
Nuit déchirée
Je veux trépaner

Chorus :
Ecraser cravacher
Eclater déchiqueter

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1994

Death Race 2000
They crash for cash
Flag went down
Tura Satana in action
Destruction
Kiss me deadly
Crucifixion baby
She devils on wheels
Queen of blood
They crash for cash
Beautiful trap
Destruction baby

Death Race 2000 (x2)

Beautiful trap
Kiss me deadly
My mystery sensation
Shock treatment
Kill me now
Pay later
You knew you were going
To burst but you couldn't stop
Be careful baby
I'm ready to fight
When the race is over
They crash for cash

Death Race 2000 (x2)

Beautiful trap
Kiss me deadly
Shock treatment
J'aurai ta peau
Demon des anges
Bad girls go to hell
Bad girls go to hell
House of a thousand dreams
Color me blood red
When the race is over
They crash for cash

Death Race 2000 (x2)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

Je vous salue marie
Pleine de sang
Le seigneur est avec vous
Et le fruit de vos entrailles
Est maudit
Prenez et tuez
Et Dieu reconnaîtra les siens

Chorus :
Ecoute cette priere
Maudit
A coup de pierre
Je te benis

Mais que fais-je donc sur cette terre
Où il n'y a plus rien à faire
Que d'aller le coeur meurtri
Pourrir sur cette tombe
Prenez et tuez
Et Dieu reconnaîtra les saints

Chorus :
Ecoute cette priere
Maudit
A coup de pierre
Je te benis

Prenez et broyez ceçi est mon corps
Prenez et piquez ceçi sont mes veines
Et je te hais, ce mal est sans fin
Et mon sang ruisselle,
Je dévorerais ce coeur
Blessé jusqu'à la tombe
Prenez et tuez
Et Dieu reconnaîtra les chiens

Chorus :
Ecoute cette priere
Maudit
A coup de pierre
Je te benis

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

Evil land
Have you been to evil land
There's lot of boys and nasty girls
All the rights are 50 cents
So take those ladies 'round again
Take your time so you can't stay
Having laugh and fun all day
If you like to be n speed
The roller coaster is your thing

Chorus:
Evil land (x3)
Hearing the devil's voice

Take your time so you can't stay
Having laugh and fun all day
If you like to be n speed
The roller coaster is your thing
Haven't had this much fun anyway
Haven't had this much fun anyway
To go back home I just don't care
Me leave this place no I don't care

Chorus:
Evil land (x3)
Hearing the devil's voice

© la muerte - soundwork 1986

Chorus:
Fast wild world
It's fast wild world (x3)

When I want to kill I kill
If I pull the trigger you're dead
If I shoot I shoot
You won't be the first
You won't be the last

Chorus:
Fast wild world
It's fast wild world (x3)

I kill' her
I murdered this girl
And it was my fault
She put a gun
Against my head
Pulled the trigger
I died with a smile
A smile on my lips
Savage girl
Savage girl
Don't try anything
Just sit where you are
I feel going crazy
More dead
She drives me fast

Chorus:
Fast wild world
It's fast wild world (x3)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

In this world
In this world of ordinary people
Extraordinary people
I'm glad there is you
In this world
Have overrated treasures
And underrated pleasures

Chorus:
I live to love
I love to live
I live to love
I love to live

This world's so new
I'll middle through with you
To guide me
In this world
Where many many many play at love
But hardly any stay in love
I'm glad there is you

Chorus:
I live to love
I love to live
I live to love
I love to live

Oh my god
I'm an assassin
Go to hell
Oh happiness

In this world
In this world of ordinary people
Extraordinary people
I'm glad there is you
Glad there is you

© la muerte - soundworks 1985

The sun won't shine anymore
The light won't glow anymore
You may come and you may go
The sun may shine the wind may blow
I never thought it could be so cold
In the sunshine of Mexico

Chorus:
Hate Love (x4)

Got no more places I want to go
No more words to let you know
Since that day you left me so low
For the sunshine of Mexico

I never thought it could be so cold
In the sunshine of Mexico

Chorus:
Hate Love (x4)

The sun won't shine anymore
The light won't glow anymore
Since that day you left me so low
For the sunshine of Mexico
You may come and you may go
The sun may shine the wind may blow
I never thought it could be so cold
In the sunshine of Mexico

Chorus:
Hate Love (x4)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

Chorus:
Big trouble
I'm in a big trouble
I'm in a big trouble

Too much to drink no time to sleep
So you're gonna find me deep deep deep
I gave my soul for another pain
And lost in the heaven of a bottle brain

Chorus:
Big trouble
I'm in a big trouble
I'm in a big trouble

I'll never come down I'll never come back
I saw the snakes and it all turned black
What's that monster in the bottleneck
And all those flies around that dead

Chorus:
Big trouble
I'm in a big trouble
I'm in a big trouble
Where's my god damn' bottle

He cries for murder
Can a poor drunkard come to you
Can a poor backslider come to you
I'm saved

Chorus:
Big trouble
I'm in a big trouble
I'm in a big trouble

I'm saved
Shall we sing for...
Shall we sing forever

Chorus:
Big trouble
I'm in a big trouble
I'm in a big trouble

Get out get out of my brain
Go go go
Get out get out
I'm saved
I'm saved

© la muerte - soundwork 1987

NOT AVAILABLE YET

NOT AVAILABLE YET

Nobody cries for me
Nobody cries for me
God rest her soul
Sordid story of my life
Sordid story of my life
I'm a garbage city kid
If they didn't kill me first
One would die - one would run
Deadly sex
Taste of ashes
Nothing nothing
Nothing nothing like a machine-gun

One would die one would run
She's a real angel on a wheel
She's a real angel on a wheel
I'm a garbage city king
Time waste for no one
Move out of here
As fast as I can

Chorus:
I would die faster
I would die faster
I would die faster
I would die
I'm a suicide child

I'm a real pro man
Astro man
Riot and shot
Return and burn - pretty poison
Death is my last lover
I'm a real nitro man

Chorus:
I would die faster
I would die faster
I would die faster
I would die
I'm a suicide child
I'm a suicide child
I'm a suicide child
I'm a suicide child (x2)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

They were trouble
Trouble for my babe
Trouble for the police
Trouble for anybody
Who got in their way
Trouble with a capital T.
There were three of them
Trouble hung over them like a cloud But trouble was their business (x4)

They were trouble
Trouble for my babe
Trouble for the police
Trouble for anybody
Who got in their way
As they passed the four young men sitting In the booth the last man,
a young Giant with about as much muscle as a heavy lorry,
Tripped over an out-thrust...

They were trouble
Trouble for my babe
Trouble for the police
Trouble for anybody
Who got in their way
It made no difference. The giant's left hand
Shot out and grabbed a fistful of leather jacket. Without effort
He lifted the struggling young punk off His seat, smashed him in the face with

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

A killer alien selling point
Invasion can be fun
Martian War Death Machine
Turns into a jungle hell
In this land there's no return
Everybody is licensed to kill
Martian War Death Machine
Burns into the jungle hell

This is murder world sister
Come on baby and get it down
This is murder world brother
Come on baby and get it down

Shot down Watch the Sky
Motor suicide Believe in me
Trip on Mars And get free
No more to stay No more to say
Raise your hand to the mountain
Drown your own bloody fountain
Hot blood forever lust Everybody licensed to kill

Chorus:
Kustom Kar Kompetition
Kustom Kar Kompetition
Kustom Kar Kompetition

This is murder world sister
Come on baby and get it down
This is murder world brother
Come on baby and get it down

Chorus:
Kustom Kar Kompetition
Kustom Kar Kompetition
Kustom Kar Kompetition (x2)

Leather skin Move to the top
Looking for a sleeping dream
In the morning ready to learn
What's happening and who's gonna burn
Martian War Death Machine
Burns into the jungle hell
Hot blood forever lust
No more to stay no more to say
Killer Alien: give me five
Invasion can be fun
Shot down watch the sky
Invasion can be fun

Chorus:
Kustom Kar Kompetition
Kustom Kar Kompetition
Kustom Kar Kompetition

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

Appuyé contre le parapet
Il contemplait les véhicules
Accidentés dans la rue
La lueur des phares mettait en valeur
Les stries des tissus cicatriciels
Au dessus de ses sourcils
Et autour, déjà bouché
Ainsi que l'arête du nez
Cassée puis rajustée par le bistouri du chirurgien

Chorus:
Le sens des chocs
L'extase des chocs
L'essence des chocs
L'extase des chocs
A plein fouet

Il avait été sérieusement blessé
Dans un accident de moto
Quelque part sur une route du Nord
Dès le premier regard, on décelait
Sans peine sur son visage et sur toute sa personne
Les traces encore vives de ce chocs terrifiant
Ses jambes avaient été brisées
Par les roues arrières d'un camion
Ses traits semblaient avoir été déboités latéralement
Puis reconstitué à partir de vielles photos

Chorus:
Le sens des chocs
L'extase des chocs
L'essence des chocs
L'extase des chocs
A plein fouet

Les balafres sur son front et autour de sa bouche
Ses cheveux qu'il coupait visiblement lui-même
Lui donnait un air hostile
Ses poignets osseux saillainet les manches
Usées du blouson de cuir, comme une paire de menottes
Jambes écartées, poings crispés sur le thorax
Il aspirait l'air tournoyant, sous les projecteurs
Ses blessures s'ouvraient anouveau
Ses genoux, sa poitrine se déchiraient
Il cherchait de la main les cicatrices
Ces tendres lesions qui lui procuraient
Maintenant une douleur si exquise, si chaude
Son corps s'embrasait à partir de ces foyers
Il était comme un réssuscité
A qui la vie revient par ces blessures mêmes
Qui lui furent fatales

Chorus:
Le sens des chocs
L'extase des chocs
L'essence des chocs
L'extase des chocs
A plein fouet

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

Hot fire - Trucker hot
Hot fire - trucker hot
No speed limits
In the city
On the highway
King of the kings
And I can't stop drinking
Six wheels - All seven away
And bet it hard

Chorus:
Make it easy (x4)

The bastard rides your swamp truck
Gravedigger drive your skull truck
The sun is risin'
No time for breakfast
Take your white pill
I'm born to win
Six weeks - All seven away
And bet it hard

Chorus:
Make it easy (x4)

Hot fire - Trucker hot
Hot fire - trucker hot
My home is the road
Is the city
Is the highway
I'll go alone
Like a silver hawk
Sixteen wheels, all seven away
And step on the gas
On the gas

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

Well look out!
It's just massacre
Massacre
Massacre
Massacre

I've got a live one (x3)
Well look out!
It's just massacre
Massacre (x4)
I 've got a live one (x3)

In Africa in Cambodia in India
For who for what
Snake is beating me (x2)
Massacre (x2)
How many died
How did they die?
Massacre (x2)
In Africa in Cambodia in India
For who for what red black and white
Just for one silver dollar changing hand
Snake is beating me
Your live sound a massacre (x3)
Bless my dreams
Bless my dreams
Massacre (x10)

© la muerte - soundworks 1985

There's a black monster with leather boots
And he runs runs in the red-hot desert
Oil and steel spit always on the old machine
He was king king of the dirty highway

Blood and sand
Motor gang
Blood and sand

Oil sex whisky
Oil bike and whisky

The black angel put some mud upon his face
Full of noise meet a crazy mortal beat Hear the people screamin' when he passes by
But don't be scared he'll never come back

Right to die
Motor gang
Speed so high

Baby baby (x4)
There is steel on your skin
There's oil on your hand
There's a motor boy
There's a motor gang
Oil sex oil sex steel
Crash crash

© la muerte - soundworks 1985 - 1987

NOT AVAILABLE YET

If God is watching I paid for my sins
If God is watching I paid for my life
Tell him
If God is watching I paid for my gun
I like to be an assassin
Tell Him
Tell Him

Death in ecstasy in the house of the scared flame
Death in ecstasy in the house of the scared flame

If God is watching I kill my honey
If God is watching I smell my baby
Tell him
If God is watching I paid for my gun
Tell him

Death in ecstasy in the house of the scared flame (10x)

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

She was a girl who never had a chance
Too beautiful but too weak to survive
In this vicious world she sprang from
She never knew her real father
She was beaten up by her man
And finally forced to turn to other guys
To earn a sordid living for herself
And her child

Chorus:
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back

So she was framed for murder
No one believe she could be innocent
Guilty yes, but not for this crime
Dear god, not for this crime
Every soul was strange, unreal
More scream but for what?
She was beautiful
But she died

Chorus:
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back

Knock on any door
Execution of a wild woman
So long
I want to live
I want to live

Chorus:
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back

Execution of a wild woman
I want to live
I want to live
Dear god not for this crime
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back
I wanna kill you
I shoot in your back

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

Girls girls girls
Leave me alone
Just suck my ass

Chorus:
'Cos you're my girl
And you like that
And you're my girl
And I'm so bad
So bad

Now lash my back
Torn black thighs
Make love like war

Chorus:
'Cos you're my girl
And you like that
And you're my girl
And I'm so bad
So bad

Scream on the beat like a jungle beast
Love like a beast on a jungle beat

Pull of those pants
Black leather pants
I pour red wine
On your white skin

Chorus:
Oh you're my girl
And you like that
And you're my girl
And I'm so bad
So bad

No way to scream
You're bound too tight
I shave your slits
And bite your tits

Chorus:
'Cos you're my girl
And you like that
And you're my girl
And I'm so bad
So bad
Yes you're my girl
And you like that
And you're my girl
And I'm so bad
So bad

© la muerte - soundworks 1987

A woman's heart
Is like a cold steel blade
It's to hurt the man's soul
That it has been made
Now you know girl
Ain't just like a trade
She couldn't help you
She couldn't help you
To get out of the shade
To get out of the shade

Chorus:
I need some speed
I need some steel
I need some gasoline

My baby's gone
And she was so cruel
My heart is cold
And I feel so blue
I went down town
Trying to forget you
But nobody seems
But nobody seems
To want to help me through
To want to help me through

Chorus:
I need some speed
I need some steel
I need some gasoline

A woman's heart
Is like a cold steel blade
It's to hurt the man's soul
That it has been made
Now you know girl
Ain't just like a trade
She couldn't help you
She couldn't help you
To get out of the shade
To get out of the shade

Chorus:
I need some speed
I need some steel
I need some gasoline
I need some gasoline
I need some gasoline
I need some gasoline

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

Well she a girl they call
Littl' Stone-heart Marie
Please do me a favor and shake
Shake her hand for me
I say if you see that littl' girl
Tell I'll never gonna be free

I say nighttime is the right time
To be with the one you love
But in this prison cell babe
I just feel all alone
So if you see that littl' girl
Tell her I never gonna be free
So if you see that littl' girl Marie
Please do this for me

Well I know that girl they call
Stone-heart Marie
If you see that girl ask her
Why she did this to me
So if you see that little girl
Tell her one day I'm gonna be free
So if you see that littl' girl Marie
Please do this for me

I know that girl they call Stone-heart Marie
That red-hair bitch sent me here
For twen'y years
So if you see that little girl
Tell her one day I'm gonna be free
So if you see that littl' girl Marie
Please please do this for me

One day I'll get outta here
Good days ahead
And that liberation day
For Marie this will mean death
So if you see that little girl
Tell her she'll never gonna be free
So if you see that littl' girl Marie
Please do this for me

Saint Gilles
N°06721123
Cell 121 Alley C

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1991

The streets were empty as a movie set
The stars were missing (x2)
He crossed the street and faced the see
No-one to hear yeah no - one to see yeah (x2)

Chorus:
Who will remember him?
The Banjo King
The Banjo King

The kid began when jazz was young
Finger picking (x2)
In small town bars the jams were long
Playing for nickels (x2)

Chorus:
Who will remember him?
The Banjo King
The Banjo King

In '32 he went to town
Bought himself some golden brown
The whisky helped to cool him down
And oil his throat (x2)
His banjo had a silver shell
He pearled his name and
Played like hell (x4)

His car went off the road in '56
He killed his wife they hauled him in
To drunk to kick to drunk to kick
In the Pen yeah the shakes began yeah (x2)

© la muerte - soundworks 1987

NOT AVAILABLE YET

NOT AVAILABLE YET

Always on my side
You drink my tears
Always on my side
You take my flesh
Always on my side
You suck my bones
Always on my side
You scream again

I saw my mind crawling in your eyes
Take what I offer you and snip your fingers
She loves our god
And he's gonna kill her
She loves our god
And he's gonna kill her

Chorus:
I shall spit on your grave
Suck suck suck suck my tiny bones (x3)

Always on my side
You drink my tears
Always on my side
You take my flesh
Always on my side
You suck my bones
Always on my side
You scream again

I saw my babe screaming down the street
Dirty shell around your knees
Dirty mud around your feet
She loves our god
And he's gonna kill her
She loves our god
And he's gonna kill her

Chorus:
I shall spit on your grave
Suck suck suck suck my tiny bones (x3)

Chorus:
I shall spit on your grave
Suck suck suck suck my tiny bones (x3)

© la muerte - soundworks 1985

Out of the past
Machines of crime
Victim of love
Live and let die
Dealing I am
Triumph of the blood
Got the power
I'm gonna die

Chorus: (x2)
I'm a wild fucker
Move your ass
I'm wild fucker
Stupid lady

Track down weak flesh
Some like it hot
High roll get down
First face get down
Going insane
Start the take down

Chorus: (x2)
I'm a wild fucker
Move your ass
I'm wild fucker
Stupid lady

Steel crush destroy
Call of the soul
Touch of evil
Run for your life
Staying alive
Gun in your hand
Take what I need
Young stuff get down

Chorus: (x2)
I'm a wild fucker
Move your ass
I'm wild fucker
Stupid lady

© la muerte - les éditions confidentielles 1989

Young girl you're not an angel
I could take your arms
I could wring your arms just like wet clothes
I could break your arms like the branch of a tree
And force you to eat them
I can put your head softly in my hand
And push my fist into your eyes
Up to your brain

I could nail your eyes (x4)

Deprive you of the universe sight
I could lift you by the legs off the ground
I could throw you on the wall
Every drop of blood splashed back on my chest
Will scare all the humans 'n' show them my nastiness
They'll tear off the flesh
Be quiet be like an angel
I will take my men to guard your remains
I will hold myself the rest of your brain
Preserve you of the starving dogs
Starving dogs starving dogs

Young girl you're not an angel (x4)

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