Ghouldiggers - Live in Paris

Lyrics
[Intro] "You know, they say it takes a whole pack of wolves to take down a moose Cuz one-on-one, that moose would smack them down It's like being in the music business — you got your managers, your ex-managers, your ex-bandmates, your ex-labels, your ex-wives, your lawyers, your tax attorneys… Hell, that sound more like a pack of hyenas to me You know, I was once told by an ex-manager, 'Son, you're worth more dead than alive. Cuz when you're dead, we can sell you off in piеces.' That's the way it works around herе You don't believe me? Why don't you try asking Jim Morrison, or Jimi Hendrix, or Janis Joplin, or Kurt Cobain, or Amy Winehouse? I'm pretty sure they're gonna take my side of the story Sometimes I think they're the lucky ones. They don't have to deal with these douchebags — cuz they're already dead…" But I'm not dead yet! (One, two, three, four!) [Verse 1] You vultures want me dead What's up with that? You make more money off the Carcass that is dead What's up with that? [Pre-Chorus] I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet [Chorus] Ghouldiggers Vultures and thieves Ghouldiggers Shrouded in their greed Ghouldiggers They're always after me Ghouldiggers [Verse 2] You vultures strike it rich What's up with that? There's just one little hitch I'm not dead yet And that's a fact [Pre-Chorus] I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet [Chorus] Ghouldiggers Vultures and thieves Ghouldiggers Shrouded in their greed Ghouldiggers They're always after me Ghouldiggers [Bridge: Ghouldigger receptionist, Al] "Hello. Ghouldigger management, can I help you?" "Uh, yeah, I'd like to speak to my manager, please." "And you are?..." "My name's Al Jourgensen from the band Ministry, and I just want to speak to my manager." "Um, let me check and see if he's in. One moment please, while I put you on hold." "Dammit, they put me on hold again. What is wrong with these people? What is their major malfunction?" "-function" "-function" "-function" I got my eyes on the road and my hands upon the wheel I got my eyes on the road and my hands upon the wheel Yeah! [Guitar solo] [Verse 3] You never return my calls What's up with that? No word from you at all What's up with that? [Pre-Chorus] I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet I'm not dead yet [Chorus] Ghouldiggers Vultures and thieves Ghouldiggers Shrouded in their greed Ghouldiggers They're always after me Ghouldiggers [Outro: Ghouldigger receptionist, Al] "Hello, Mr. Jeagerson? I'm so sorry to keep you on hold." "Uh, your manager is actually on a call, at lunch, at a meeting, on vacation out of the country. However, he did relay a message, he said to please call back after you're dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "No!" "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "You're kidding me!" "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead." "Dead."
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Credits
- Writers
- Al Jourgensen
- Sin Quirin
- Casey Orr