Gorehound

Bm G She's always asking why I like watching people die, F# Bm and why I get my kicks while others scream and cry. Bm G And my friends think that I'm sick, or maybe uneducated. F# Bm And my family doesn't want to admit that they are related. Bm G Now monsters and madmen who rape and mutilate F# Bm are perfect entertainment when I take her on a date. Bm G You can shove your sparkly vampires and family comedies, F# Bm give me blood and beasts and boobs; them sacred triple Bs. Prechorus G Don't ask me why, Bm cause I don't know. G Don't close your eyes; F# enjoy the show. G D F# Bm Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound, horror movie lover. G D F# I like my voyeurism with a glass of red rum. G D F# Bm Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover. G D F# Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum. Am G F# Bm One, two, three, four - nail her to the bedroom floor. Am G F# Bm Five, six, seven, eight - rape and k**l and mutilate. Bm G Now who could k**l a child? Whoever slew Auntie Roo? F# Bm Someone's knocking at the door they're here to visit you. Bm G Now baby don't look now, but I'm sure there's nothing out there, F# Bm but horror rises from the tomb and traps you in your nightmare. Bm G Now girlfriend come with me to a land of make believe. F# Bm Or is it based on facts? It turns me on when I should grieve. Bm G You say my head is fucked, with a dark and twisted heart. F# Bm Well I say that it's cathartic; just another form of art. Prechorus G Don't ask me why, Bm cause I don't know. G Don't close your eyes; F# enjoy the show. G D F# Bm Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound, horror movie lover. G D F# I like my voyeurism with a glass of red rum. G D F# Bm Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover. G D F# Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum.