♪ TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE THE MUSICAL - Animated Parody Song

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Опубликовано: 2020-05-24
Продолжительность: 04:17
Animated music video parody about the movie "TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE" Movie Musicals #68: Texas Chainsaw Massacre The Musical
1974: Youngsters Sally, Franklin, Pam, Kirk and Jerry head out for an epic musical roadtrip in rural Texas, only to have the rockin' party cut short by a grumpy maniac known as Leatherface and his wacky family.
LYRICS

Verse 1:
(Sally)
On a trip to investigate,
Make sure folks don’t violate,
Our late grandfather’s grave,
Then visit his remote old homestead.

Stop, pick up a sweaty man,
Hitchhikin’ in our van.
Til he freaks us out and,
We send him packin’.

(Franklin)
All the gas station pumps are dry,
Park the van, from there we’ll try,
To find a house where we can buy some gas,
But all we find are homicidal attacks.

Chorus (Leatherface, sometimes accompanied by his family)
Tired of kids on my property,
Always tryin to spy on me.
Turn this into opportunity,
Use those punks for my cuisine.
Texas!
It’s a lonely place.
Chainsaw!
Use it to fillet.
Massacre!
Humans on my plate.
Leatherface is cookin’ tonight!

Verse 2 (Sally)
Find refuge inside this house,
But there is no one around.
Creepy Leatherface is after me,
With that ridiculous mask, how the hell can he see?

Trapped upstairs where can I go?
Jump through the window.
Seek refuge at the gas station,
Thank you sir for letting me in.

(Cook)
No need for thanks, cause I ain’t savin’ your life,
It’s pointless to resist, cause broomstick beats knife.
Come with me for supper, don’t make me use force,
You’ll be the guest of honor, and the main course.

Chorus
Tired of kids on my property,
Always tryin to spy on me.
Turn this into opportunity,
Use those punks for my cuisine.
Texas!
Better stay away.
Chainsaw!
Use it to fillet.
Massacre!
Humans on my plate.
Leatherface is cookin’ tonight!

Bridge (Hitchiker)
It’s you again! What great good luck,
You never paid me for that picture, still owe me five bucks.
That’s alright, you can pay me later,
Or better yet, you can do me a favor.
Let my grandpa hit ya on the head with a hammer,
He’s the best killer there is, makes the best splatters.
Then we’ll eat your corpse once you’re good n’ dead
And my brother’ll make a mask with your head...
...Hey, where’d she go?

Chorus
Tired of kids on my property,
Always tryin to spy on me.
Turn this into opportunity,
Use those punks for my cuisine.
Texas!
It’s a lonely place.
Chainsaw!
Use it to fillet.
Massacre!
Humans on my plate.
Leatherface is cookin’ tonight!
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