Dominoland (The written)
Posted: Thu May 03, 2012 1:30 am
Lmao.
Welcome to Dominoland, surrounded by mountains and flames
And a bitter red sky is surmounting the plains
Home to thousands of dames, the weird and the great
We got E in the bags and plenty beer in the crates
Carnival music drowned by the loud sound of the chains
Whips cracking chicks' asses till they're howling in pain
Bright neon signs ignite and light the night sky
Leather clad hookers in thigh highs like 'hi guys !'
Pocahontas snorting blow and boning a Roman Queen
Rolling in foam and cream as they moan groan and scream
You can only hope and dream till you pass the gates
When you see all the dancers wrapped in masking tape
Their asses shaking as they're tempting the masses waiting
Impatient bastards get their asses beat by Patrick Bateman
While he's wearing the mask of Jason, psyched and heated
This life's the sweetest believe it scream like you mean it
Like a dream it's like you got no idea how you got here
Fountains of scotch and beer from the bottom to top tier
Great wall of slot machines and dice flying around
Empty cans, coins and condoms all lie on the ground
Sounds of screaming 'don't be shy come witness the freaks !'
You'll see a guy with nine eyes and six splits in his cheek
We're all getting high from the hip chicks to the geeks
Sipping and taking big hits till we get sick for a week
We got tigers in iron chains and shackled up bitches
Dressed up as devil girls and naughty cackling witches
We got fighting in cages and the Chamber of Nightmares
And the smells of booze and blood and smoke take over the night air
I'll sit in my throne, it's made of metal, skin and bone
Got a problem with a dude then it gets settled in the dome
When the blood starts to spray it's fuckin bedlam in the zone
If you lose get on your bike and start pedaling it home
All feed returned as per.
Welcome to Dominoland, surrounded by mountains and flames
And a bitter red sky is surmounting the plains
Home to thousands of dames, the weird and the great
We got E in the bags and plenty beer in the crates
Carnival music drowned by the loud sound of the chains
Whips cracking chicks' asses till they're howling in pain
Bright neon signs ignite and light the night sky
Leather clad hookers in thigh highs like 'hi guys !'
Pocahontas snorting blow and boning a Roman Queen
Rolling in foam and cream as they moan groan and scream
You can only hope and dream till you pass the gates
When you see all the dancers wrapped in masking tape
Their asses shaking as they're tempting the masses waiting
Impatient bastards get their asses beat by Patrick Bateman
While he's wearing the mask of Jason, psyched and heated
This life's the sweetest believe it scream like you mean it
Like a dream it's like you got no idea how you got here
Fountains of scotch and beer from the bottom to top tier
Great wall of slot machines and dice flying around
Empty cans, coins and condoms all lie on the ground
Sounds of screaming 'don't be shy come witness the freaks !'
You'll see a guy with nine eyes and six splits in his cheek
We're all getting high from the hip chicks to the geeks
Sipping and taking big hits till we get sick for a week
We got tigers in iron chains and shackled up bitches
Dressed up as devil girls and naughty cackling witches
We got fighting in cages and the Chamber of Nightmares
And the smells of booze and blood and smoke take over the night air
I'll sit in my throne, it's made of metal, skin and bone
Got a problem with a dude then it gets settled in the dome
When the blood starts to spray it's fuckin bedlam in the zone
If you lose get on your bike and start pedaling it home
All feed returned as per.