Transmaniacon MC lyrics

With Satan's hog no pig at all

and the weather's getting dry

We'll head south from Altamont

In a cold-blood traveled trance

So clear the road, my bully boys

And let some thunder pass

We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives

We're Transmaniacon MC

Behind the pantry, behind the tree

The ghouls adopt that child

Whose name resound forever

Whose name resounds in terror

And I'm no fool to call that hog

'Cause, man, I remember

Those who did resign their souls

To Transmaniacon MC

And surely we did offer up

Behind that stage at dawn

Beers and barracuda, reds and monocaine, yeah

Pure nectar of antipathy

Behind that stage at dawn

To those who would resign their souls

To Transmaniacon MC

Cry the cable, cry the word

Unknown terror's here

And won't you try this tasty snack

Behind the scene or but the back

Which was the stage at Altamont

My humble boys of listless power

We're pain, we're steel, a plot of knives

We're Transmaniacon

Look, all right, you can feel it