The Psycho Tyrants
Lyric #3854 by bassMonkey
Tags: Surreal, Dark, Historical, Tyrants, Music, Ticket Sales
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Charlie Manson meets Vlad the Impaler,
Somewhere in the bowels of hell,
Charlie says "Let's form a Rock 'n' Roll band!",
Both agree it sounds pretty swell.
They call the band the "Psycho Tyrants",
They put a small-ad in the press,
Lucrezia Borgia turns up to audition,
She got blood all over her dress.
Charlie's on vocals and rhythm guitar,
With Vlad on the acoustic bass,
Adolf Hitler plays the Hammond Organ,
Man, they're really rockin' the place!
Pol Pot pounding the skins on the backbeat,
Lucrezia Borgia blowing the Sax,
They head on down to the Devil's Studio,
Laying down a couple of tracks.
Pretty soon everyone wants to see 'em,
The hottest thing since Taylor Swift,
They set up a big 'ol stadium tour,
They're calling it "The Devil's Gift".
They sell the tickets though rip-off websites,
Millions resigned to their fate,
Nobody gets any goddamn tickets,
Everybody gets a long wait.
Whoo-hoo yeah!
We're the Psycho Tyrants,
Everybody do our dance.
Whoo-hoo yeah!
We're the Psycho Tyrants,
Man, you never had a chance.
Somewhere in the bowels of hell,
Charlie says "Let's form a Rock 'n' Roll band!",
Both agree it sounds pretty swell.
They call the band the "Psycho Tyrants",
They put a small-ad in the press,
Lucrezia Borgia turns up to audition,
She got blood all over her dress.
Charlie's on vocals and rhythm guitar,
With Vlad on the acoustic bass,
Adolf Hitler plays the Hammond Organ,
Man, they're really rockin' the place!
Pol Pot pounding the skins on the backbeat,
Lucrezia Borgia blowing the Sax,
They head on down to the Devil's Studio,
Laying down a couple of tracks.
Pretty soon everyone wants to see 'em,
The hottest thing since Taylor Swift,
They set up a big 'ol stadium tour,
They're calling it "The Devil's Gift".
They sell the tickets though rip-off websites,
Millions resigned to their fate,
Nobody gets any goddamn tickets,
Everybody gets a long wait.
Whoo-hoo yeah!
We're the Psycho Tyrants,
Everybody do our dance.
Whoo-hoo yeah!
We're the Psycho Tyrants,
Man, you never had a chance.
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