Rob, rob, rob.
My 13-a-fied friendybob
We have lots of lyric wars
Fang bang songs playing loud of course
God is a lie and I want you dead
Cant get this shit out my head
Cross dressing god damn son of a bitch
Transylvania without a hitch
He was a teenage zombie
Well I was a teenage corpse
Twist my sister, Die my bride
Put Wednesday on and lets go for a ride!
Rob rob rob the ghoul
You gotta admit hes super cool
Satanist shit is really rad
Somethings coming to get you in the night, thats BAD.