Текст песни The Ghosts Of Valerie - Baby Scream feat. Eric Dover

They just want to fuck you up
Messing around with your head
And carrying a tommy-gun

They are sick from moment one
Black magic and voodoo are their only fun

They are the ghosts who feed on the life of Valerie
They also feed on you and me
Forever preaching misery

Once you are a victim of lunacy
You are trapped in hell with no privacy
We all want to be karma free
Not egomaniacs for eternity

They are the ghosts who feed on the life of Valerie
They took my life away from me
Like a flower from a tree
Forever preaching misery
Forever preaching misery
Forever preaching misery