Ну вот как объяснить, что будучи чуть живым я сижу и смотрю в компе House of 1000 Corpses любимого Роба Зомби? Ведь сил же совсем не было....Правда где-то полчаса не досмотрел. Завтра добью. А песня просто ахуйенная!
House of 1000 Corpses
She got a corpse
Under her bed
He had her fun
But now he's dead
Her momma said
Come feed desire
Her brother said
Hey, throw her on the fire
This is the house
Come on in
This is the house
Built on sin
This is the house
Nobody lives
This is the house
You get what you give
I cut the flesh
And make it bleed
Fresh skin
Is what i need
I let it dry
Out in the wood
All your crying
Did no good, yeah
Now you're lying
On the fl oor
Yeah, you can't
Take anymore
The devil's laughing
In your face
Give me another taste, yeah