Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big John Bates & the Voodoo Dollz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Bates
Songwriter
Testi
I woke up this morning with a sprocket in my hand
Strapped to a greasy hoist behind a taco stand
Last night went on forever while I sucked back nitrous gas
Lightning jolted thru my veins smashed thru every pane of glass
I smelled transmission oil - heard a screen door slam
The doctor looked like Spock, he walked outside
Said "the differential connects into the spine"
I kicked him to the ground, man that nurse was stacked
We shared us an evil grin and stole his Cadillac
I think I heard them call me Crankenstein
I'm a wrecker's nightmare, a little girl's dream
Cops they brought the tiki torches, they're looking out for me
And they claim I'm mad - well I'm mad! - baby shake that tail
"calling all cars - shoot to kill don't put a creep like that in jail"
Oh, I heard them calling
Yeah, I heard them calling
I hear them call me Crankenstein
Written by: John Bates


