Misfits Lyrics: Legacy Of Brutality (1985)
Here are all the lyrics from this Misfits album.


Legacy Of Brutality (1985)

01 - Static Age

Static, static, static
We're on a video rage
Static, static, static
We're on a video rage

We're all blue from projection tubes
We're all blue from projection tubes

This is the static age we live in
Our eyes criss-cross, hold and gaze
This is the static age we live in
Breathe in
Catch your radiation blue disease and turning, tossing

This is a static age
Our very static age
This is a static age

Static, static, static
We're on a video rage
Static, static, static
We're on a video rage

And we're all blue from projection tubes
We're all blue from projection tubes

02 - TV Casualty
There are paint smears on everything I own
The vapor rub is lying on a table of filth
Christmas cards to which I never reply
My eyeballs absorb only blue filtered light

TV casualty, TV casualty
We're all right
TV casualty, TV casualty

I wish they'd put Prince Namor on the tube
Hold on, I think I have to puke
There's a spot in the corner where I always go
I like to feed the flies that I know

But please don't feed my television screen
Please don't feed my television screen
Please don't feed my television screen
Please don't feed my television screen

TV casualty, TV casualty
We're all right
TV casualty, TV casualty

Babies in prison, they call it a womb
Nine month sentence, no parole
Slivers of steel stuck in your lungs
Breathe deep, we need a donor for blood

Jaguars at the cemetery
Cadillacs grazing at your grave
Zeniths grazing at your grave
Sonys grazing at your grave

TV casualty, TV casualty
We're all right
TV casualty, TV casualty
We're all right
TV casualty, TV casualty

03 - Hybrid Moments
if you're gonna scream,
scream with me
moments like this never last
When new creatures rape your face
Hybrids open up the door

ooh baby when you cry
your face is momentary
you hide your looks behind these scars

in hybrid moments
give me a moment
give me a moment
give me a moment

ooh baby when you cry
your face is momentary
you hide your looks behind these scars

in hybrid moments
in hybrid moments
in hybrid moments
in hybrid moments
give me a moment
give me a moment

04 - Spinal Remains
this isn't really sex. this isn't really life.
this isn't really anything i think i like,
and i will not sit on broken glass,
not for you or anyone.
i will not cut my ass.

we have no reasons, but we still have fun.
down on the floor, baby, whisper my name. yeah,
when you rip my back to shreds,
i'll dig my boots into
the soft remains of your spine.

i wanna savage
your spinal remains.
i wanna savage
baby, your spinal remains
in chains.

this isn't really sex. this isn't really life.
this isn't really anything i think i like,
and i will not sit on broken glass,
not for you or anyone.
i will not cut my fucking ass.

i wanna savage
baby, your spinal remains.
i wanna savage
baby, your spinal remains.
they're making you change.

05 - Come Back
Come back little raven and bite my face
I've been waiting, endless waiting
Come back and bite my face

Come back little raven, descend your home
This is not then, it is not now
Come back, descend your throne

I think you realize what I've done
Well, on a corner slept my horrible corpse
I'm not alive for anyone
I think you realize what I've done

You gotta come back
You gotta come back
You gotta come back
You gotta come back

Come back little raven, here by my face
I've been waiting, endless waiting
Come back and bite my face

I think you realize what I've done
We're on the corner, slashed my heart for fun
I'm not alive for anyone
I think you realize what I've done

You gotta come back
You gotta come back
You gotta come back
You gotta come back

You gotta come back, come back, well, come back
Right back to me
You gotta come back, come back, come on back
Right back to me
You gotta come back, come back, come on back
Right back to me
You gotta come back, come back, come on back
Right back to me, yeah

06 - Some Kinda Hate
There's some kinda love
And there's some kinda hate
The maggots in the iron lung
Won't copulate

And it's a woah oh oh oh oh
And it's a woah oh oh oh oh
And it's a woah oh oh oh oh
I said woah woah oh, oh oh oh

Hear the cats cry
Little tortured babies in pain
Cracked necks by settled limbs
They don't hesitate

And it's a woah oh oh oh oh
Baby woah oh oh oh oh
And it's a woah oh oh oh oh
I said woah, woah, oh

There's some kinda love
And there is some kinda hate
I'm gonna tell you all about it now
The maggots in the eye of love won't copulate

And it's a woah oh oh oh oh
Baby woah oh oh oh oh
Baby woah oh oh oh oh
I said woah woah oh, woah oh

07 - Theme for a Jackal
Dry drunk on a corner
Wet waste of a girl
Theme for a jackal

Play you a death-song
You probably listen
Stand idly by as they rape your children
Like you do now
In fact you showed them how

All thoughts are in place
All deeds are complete
Play, theme for a jackal play

Die sweet prince
Meat tastes like mince
The jackal's eaten enough for today

Die sweet prince
Meat tastes like shit
Enough to make that jackal spit

Spit jackal spit

Spit and choke on the lives you've taken
You can't shake them loose

All morsels are gone, they're too small
Accessible from a source so tall
Little sister all of my love

Bitch
Bitch, she is
Cut her from the inside out

Dead daughter in the river
Entrance gained by her liver
Play, theme for a jackal play

They play you a death-song
You probably listen
Stand idly by as they rape your children
Like you do now
In fact you showed them how
Play, theme for a jackal play
Play, theme for a jackal play

08 - Angelfuck
Little Angelfuck
It's a shame that luck is the only thing
Did you like the fun
Did you like the times that I promised you

Open wounds on your brow
Little angel in red
She isn't loving you anymore

Little Angelfuck
I see you going down on a fireplug
Little Angelfuck
Size for everyone

Let those bastards believe
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
She isn't loving you anymore

Little Angelfuck
I see you going down on a fireplug
Oh, little Angelfuck
Size for everyone

Let those bastards believe
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
She isn't loving you anymore

09 - Who Killed Marilyn
5:25 August fifth, 1962
Found her lying on her chest
Her face all turning blue
You think it was an overdose
But could it have been the pact
Could it have been the Kennedy's
Was it LAPD

It ain't a mystery
Baby not to me
Baby not to me

What a, what a, what a mystery
Rotted corpse, sex decay
Breasts all full of slugs
No answer for the accident
Her cunt has all dried up, you see

Make it seem a suicide
5:25 August fifth, 1962
Make it seem a suicide
Make it seem a suicide
It ain't a mystery

Make it seem a suicide
Baby not to me
Baby not to me
What a, what a, what a mystery
It ain't a mystery

What a, what a, what a mystery
Baby not to me
Baby not to me

Whoah, whoah, whoah, whoah oh

10 - Where Eagles Dare
we walk the streets at night
we go where eagles dare
they pick up every movement
they pick up every loser
with jaded eyes and features
you think they really care?

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby, babe

an omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby, babe

let's test your threshold of pain
let's see how long you last
that's happened in your rape
on bosoms of your past

with jaded eyes and features
you think they really care
let's go where eagles dare
let's go where eagles dare

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think baby, babe, babe, babe

11 - She
She walked out with empty arms
Machine gun in her hand
She is good and she is bad
No one understands

She walked in, in silence
Never spoke a word
She's got a rich daddy
She's her daddy's girl

She loves snakes and sin
Killer eagles nest
She has lost control
They are growing old

She will hide in silence
Then her day will come
She was virgin vixen
She is on the run
She is on the run
SHE IS ON THE RUN!!

12 - Halloween
Bonfires burning bright
Pumpkin faces in the night
I remember halloween

Dead cats hanging from poles
Little dead are out in groves
I remember halloween

Brown leafed vertigo
Where skeletal life is known
I remember halloween

This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember halloween

Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween

Candy apples and razor blades
Little dead are soon in graves
I remember halloween

This day anything goes
Burning bodies hanging from poles
I remember
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween
Halloween, halloween, halloween, halloween

13 - American Nightmare
Hot cherry on Friday night
When the sun goes down my spine
I put an axe in my baby's head
I'm gonna end up doing time

She looks so good in red
American nightmare running scared

She shoulda been hard to get
She shoulda been hard to kill
She shoulda been hard to kill, hey

I had to split your head
American nightmare running scared

I'm heading down the highway
Sign has three inverted nines
If the lord don't get me the devil will
But not without a fight

This highway never fucking ends
American nightmare running scared
American nightmare running scared

I'm heading down the highway
Sign has three inverted nines
If the lord don't get me the devil will
But not without a fight

This highway never fucking ends
American nightmare running scared
Hey, American nightmare running scared


Further reading

What the Misfits' songs are about - Talks about which movies each is based on/influenced by.


   

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