DIE, DIE WHERE EAGLES DARE (2:11)
originally recorded by the Misfits

Die, die, die my darling. Don't utter a single word. Die,
die, die my darling. Just shut your pretty eyes. I'll be
seeing you again. I'll be seeing you in Hell.

We walk the streets at night. We go where eagles dare. They
pick up every movement. They pick up every loser. With
jaded eyes and features. You think we really care. I ain't
no god damn son of a bitch. You better think about it, baby.

Let's test your threshold of pain. Let's see how long you'll
last. Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands.
With jaded eyes and features. You think we really care. Let's
go where eagles dare. We'll go where eagles dare. I ain't
no god damn son of a bitch. You better think about it, baby.

I'll be seeing you again. I'll be seeing you in Hell.

Josh Spurling - bass, guitar, drums, vocals

Recorded March 1996 - January 2004