Sync Different

we're gonna turn upstraight to the topgonna raise it updon't ever stophead in the cloudscan't stop nowhigh in the skythis is the life
hey ho ready let's gokick up the jams on the stereocome on, come on, come on and saywe got the magic mojo
We got to roll oncomin' on strongbeatin' that drumsinging' that songwild and freelivin' the dreamwe got the powerwe got the heat
hey ho ready let’s gokick up the jams on the stereocome on, come on, come on and saywe got the magic mojo

Dead people, dead peopleAaah the city is burningAaah it's burnt and brokenWatch out for zombie killersThey gonna eat your brainOne bite from zombie killersAnd you are one of THEM
Night of the living Dead
Aaah dead peopleAaah dead peopleZombie killersZombie killersDead!People..............Dead!

Head is burning big explosionSpinning round cos I'm a little twister
Shake!Shake!
Don't know where I am I'm trippingI'm making shapes you've never seen beforeCos I'm a shaker I'm creationI'm dancing for you right before the dawnI'm a little twisterI'm creation

Cabaret of murderers
the House of 1000 corpsesThey fuck you up, you innocentsInsanity, the clown is laughing......
Don't take the Cannibal FreewayDon't take the Cannibal FreewayFreeway Freeway Freeway FreeDont take the Cannibal Freeway
The circus of profanity
the killing is misanthropy
Blood, violence, Freaks of natureDoctor Satan is coming to get you
There's no way out of here........they're gonna cut you up and fuck you up........
Sherry Moon dancing for you, blood, violence,
Freaks of natureDoctor Murder is coming to get you
There's no way out of here......Don't take the Cannibal FreewayDon't take the Cannibal FreewayFreeway Freeway Freeway FreeDon't take the Cannibal Freeway

When you're fifteen,When you're fifteen
When you're fifteen,When you're fifteen
When you're fifteen.
The summer last forever.
When you're fifteen.
Life tastes sweet and sour.
When you're fifteen.
Everything is new.
When you're fifteen.
It's good to be alive.
When you're fifteen.
The girls are so gorgeous.
When you're fifteen.
In the deep summer night.
When you're fifteen.
Music is all you need.
When you're fifteen.
In the long bright summer days.

When you’re in my bedAnd I think of anything else insteadWould you mind if I doA shift in my headTo find the memory to slip from thereAnd let me melt intoGreenhouse, GreenhouseHow could we be so dreamyGreenhouse, GreenhouseWe were there too lazy