Too weak to run now defacer eraser
Too weak to run now
Hey my friend now monkey boy chief
Remember by name
And cut this groove
Deep oh deep in the wind yeah
A misery wind yeah
A misery wind yeah
Take it over
And explode to the now
Is a freedom a fool's passion
Love loud but wait-eighty-eight
Now where did it all begin
Push to the point of a danger
Love where did it all begin
You got more than you deserve
Water walker a spirit hunter
Hunt until kingdom come who goes
Freedom a junk messiah
Sparkle mankind
Hey girl, burn now
Gather round crew
And picture this now
Gather round crew
And get behind the wheel of a big white Cadillac
A true zombie scavenger is a joy
Digging through your paradise
Now is a freedom a fool's passion
Bend the steeple
And teach it to dance in a black blue oasis
Time to sing medicine man
Sing like a medicine man
Eighty-Eight was written by Rob Zombie.
Eighty-Eight was produced by White Zombie & Kramer.