Dead Girl Superstar - Rob Zombie

well, she threw downtown on a gambling green

and fenced a chicken dog in a movie

a long haired baby got a record machine

like a hacksaw falling on me go, go, go, go dying to go she’s moving in like a demon

dead girl, dead girl

well, she blew uptown on a cemetery sound

and wore her leather pants for week, yeah

a canteen butcher got tiger teeth

and a handmade circus freak, yeah

go, go, go, go dying to go she moving in like a demon

dead girl, dead girl superstar

well, she hit the ground like a bounty killer clown

with a fistful of dollars to eat, yeah

i see her there with blood in her hair

and a flesh killing brat to beat, yeah