In The Bone Pile - Rob Zombie (罗布僵尸)
Written by：Rob Zombie/John Lowery
Well I was born with a knife in my hand
Jet pimp monster turned into a man
Well I was born with snakes on my head
I don't give a sh*t is what I said
Well I was born with blackened eyes
What I hate ain't no surprise
Well I was born to love a screen
A succubus on Halloween
In the bone pile is where I wait for you
In the bone pile is where I wait for you
Well I was born a rotten freak
Slicking back a widow's peak
Well I was born to take you down
I don't ever f**k around
Well I was born into the light
A demon warp on Friday night
Well I was born to make you crawl
Give it up and lose it all
In the bone pile is where I wait for you
In the bone pile is where I wait for you
Come on come on come on
Well I was born a broken head
Ten feet high until I'm dead
Well I was born on Hullabaloo
Mind control is what I do
Well I was born to go insane
Scratching at my bleeding brain
Well I was born to sell my soul
Trashed it all for rock and roll
In the bone pile is where I wait for you
In the bone pile is where I wait for you
