Vegetable Spirit Lyrics & Chords By Washington Dead Cats

French fried shoe strings on a drunken cellar door. If these walls could talk, I'd listen to the floor. The bar stools proppin' up a twenty dollar whore, recantin'...read more

You have no words ...read more

Silent night, trough closed eyes I see, Into the future and beyond my dreams, Piles of corpses all dead by my hand, I´m the king of horrors and this is my land, Do you know...read more

Well if your walking through the graveyard late at night Well you'd better be prepared for a fright Well you try to run - try to hide - try to get inside Well I warned you once...read more

in my room, lying on my bed. the air is heavy, hot and still.
Lady Luck has left me or i'm under the wings of destiny.
which is true i wait for time to tell.
i dream...read more