Interstate Dairy Queen
de Brad Erickson
Here I sit
A vampire at my piano
The flames burn glaringly higher
And the eyes that stare
through the darkness
Though they have no form
There's no need for alarm
So burn, so burn
Burn the flames higher and higher
So burn, burn the flames
Never to expire
Here I sit
A skeleton at my organ
The candles in my candelabra
burning hellishly, hellish hell
And the laughter unending echoes
through the haunted house
A little Christmas spirit
Ghostly haunting deadly spirit
Every creature is stirring
Even the mouse
So burn, so burn
Burn the flames higher, higher, higher, and higher
So burn, burn the flames
Never to expire
So burn...
Burn the flames higher, higher, higher, and higher
So burn, burn the flames
Never to expire
Here I sit myself at my instruments
Here they sit at their instruments
And the music fills and fills
Terrifies, horrifies, forever scares
The children of the night
What music we make
So burn, so burn
Burn the flames higher and higher
So burn, burn the flames
Never to expire
Más canciones de Brad Erickson
-
Eminent Domain
Lumbar Lounge
-
Screen Time
Lumbar Lounge
-
Looking For You - Remix
Lumbar Lounge
-
Fredo
Lumbar Lounge
-
My Very First Song - Remix
Lumbar Lounge
-
Alderaan By Morning - Remix
Lumbar Lounge
-
King of the Commute
King of the Commute
-
I Love What You've Done With The Place
Lumbar Lounge
-
Cicada II: The Age of Misery
Lumbar Lounge
-
John Asked Whitney to the Prom - Remix
Lumbar Lounge
-
Legacy Attic
Legacy Attic
-
Vernon Goes to Hollywood
Noviceworks
-
J.R.
Noviceworks
-
Cicada II: The Age of Misery - Extended Version
The Cicada Duology
-
Cicada - Remix
The Cicada Duology
-
Rock Harbor
Noviceworks
-
Looking for You
Noviceworks
-
John Asked Whitney to the Prom
Noviceworks
-
With Apologies to Tulsa
Noviceworks
-
Home of the Fighting Elks
Noviceworks