Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Norman , by - The Orwells. Song from the album Disgraceland, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 26.05.2014
Record label: Atlantic, Canvasback
Song language: English
Norman |
| Lock, lock, lock, lock, lock the door, baby |
| Killer’s here and it’s a horror story |
| Lock, lock, lock, you better lock the door, baby |
| The killer’s here and it’s gonna get gory |
| Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit the lights |
| 'Cause I’m way, way, way too drunk tonight |
| Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit the lights |
| 'Cause I’m way too drunk to run tonight |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Blood in my hair, blood on my sneakers |
| Blood in the shot glass, blood on my speakers |
| Blood in the hallway, blood on my t-shirt |
| He’s in the backroom dressed as the reaper |
| House full of whores, house full of people |
| Lock all the doors, kids are hanging from the bleachers |
| House full of whores, house full of people |
| You’re not gonna make it to the sequel |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |
| Oh, oh |