White Zombiewas an American industrial groove metalband named after the 1932 Bela Lugosi film. Their musical style was sample-heavy, based around groovy riffs and Rob Zombie's snarling vocals. The samples that filled their records were mostly from obscure horror films, but used creatively to create a kind of carnival-freakshow vibe. Rob Zombie, still known at this time as Rob Cummings, supported himself through multiple jobs, including working as a cycle courier. Most famously, he was a production assistant on Pee-wee's Playhouse, but he also worked as a designer on pornographic magazines.
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As I stand by the side of the river watching the virgin Mary float by watching the currents drag her by a low song how long is gone a low song under the waves would she be saved under the waves would she be saved but
I sit back and remember god and a bomba baby burn on white angel wing all the children start to sing voices soaring to the sky time is now - time to hang 'em high...
cannibalistic cardinals suck the whirlpool dry never stop to ask why - jagged teeth across the sand are they blind pray the big man -O the king rat who ordered the attack O king rat who ordered the attack...on the edge of the eve of the saint evil eye catmanfall to the ground crows picking at his brain ten thousand times he gone insane new day riders stormed the walls the bigger they are the harder they fall...
ain't got no time for love I ain't got no time for love ain't got no time for love he fall down -shock-she fall down -shock-we fall down -shock- we fall down -shock-ain't got no time for love ain't got no time for love ain't got no time for love ain't got no time for love but
I sit back and remember go and a bomba baby burn on white angel wing all the children start to sing voices soaring to the sky time is now -time to hang 'em high...
deep in the blazing mud dogs in the blazing mud wild in the streets wild from the heat symphony angel rape got no hope no escape blood drip eye step inside step inside slaughter the grey slaughter.. it's all a circus of fear anyway ain't no master mind to care today dancing on a gruesome crime sundown gonna trap the time water birds flaming dove seek to kill what they most love.