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Cornbugs - Poker Face lyrics

Artist: Cornbugs

album: Rest Home for Robots


There's a hole deep in the ground
Underneath a rotten door
Leading down to God-knows-where
Is a winding wooden staircase
Listen to the viper hiss
Lick the chocolate bumblebees
This is home of Poker Face
Eater of the human race
Sighing wind, it starts to blowing
Rattling the headless weeds
Tattered, tumbling, tarnished clouds
Race above the shrieking shrouds
Listen to the monkey scream
Taste the blood of Guinevere
This is home of Poker Face
Dressed in leather and in lace
Down the stairs, candles flicker
Fueled on fear and hot-rod liquor
Calling softly into space
'Come and get me, Poker Face'
Listen to the monkey screaming
As he bangs his little drum
Taste the metal taste of fear
It's way too late to turn and run
Coming close, I hear him rasping
Like a cat beneath the wheels
Poker Face is drawing closer
His breath so cold, his hair like eels
In his claw he's got a meat hook
Hooves are shod with rusty steel
Poker Face is salivating
I'm to be his evening meal
Dark before me rises meat hook
Poised above my Marley dreads
Poker Face is smiling toothless
'Cause he knows I'll soon be dead
Listen to the viper hiss
Lick the chocolate bumblebees
This is home of Poker Face
Eater of the human race
Sighing wind, it starts to blowing
Rattling the headless weeds
Taltered, tumbling, tashied, tootied, up and to my te-te-te
Listen to the monkey scream
And taste the blood of Guinevere
This is home of Poker Face
Dressed in leather and in lace
Dark before me rises meat hook
Poised above my Marley dreads
Poker Face is smiling toothless
'Cause he knows I'll soon be dead
Poker Face, I bring you greetings
Do not kill me, don't be mean
Come and share this bag of candy
Happy, happy Halloween
Sighing wind, it starts to blowing
Rattling the headless weeds
Tattered, tumbling, tarnished clouds
Race above the shrieking crowds
Listen to the monkey scream
Taste the blood of Guinevere
This is home of Poker Face
Dressed in leather and in lace
Poker Face, I bring you greetings
Do not kill me, don't be mean
Come and share this bag of candy
Happy, happy Halloween
Listen to the monkey screaming
As he bangs his little drum
Taste the metal taste of fear
It's way too late to turn and run
Poker Face, I bring you greetings
Do not kill me, don't be mean
Come and share this bag of candy
Happy, happy Halloween

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