Monsters (Eli Grove Remix)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, we never even knew where they came from Maybe the ocean floor or so say some Others speculated that they came from outer space All we know is that they did come upon the planet's face Those monsters, horrible things With gaping jaws, razor sharp claws and wings All covered in fur, feathers and nails, lizardish scales With tails they dragged behind them leaving glistening trails They emerged like something straight from our worst dreams Sirens started sounding at the sounds of the first screams Panic in the streets as people ran lest they got caught Crying out, "what fresh hell hath our god wrought?" Locked up all our doors, cocked our guns and we called cops Loaded up our shelters with supplies, pulled out all stops But none of that was necessary, seems we were in luck 'Cause the monsters weren't interested in us, they just want to fuck [Chorus] Monsters, creeping, crawling, shrieking, balling All those fucking monsters Horrible things They're coming, they're coming, they're coming, they're coming [Verse 2] They were fuck monsters, yeah, monsters who fuck monsters Like sci-fi creatures from an X-rated Buck Rogers One-track reptilian brains fucking one another Stop, drop and roll, duck and cover, motherfucker Sex beasts with two backs in many pairs Going in and out of one another, fucking everywhere And even there in hiding spots, we shook to the core When we heard the monsters' awful roar Each of them had ten dicks, ten clits and ten tits And countless freaky fingers fucking filling every orifice Ten pussies, ten assholes and ten mouths From which the thickest viscous ropes of drool would spill out They were sucking and fucking, choking and gagging, spitting, slapping Or jacking off watching the most graphic acts you can imagine Like some hentai kaiju with sex toys and everything Fuck, fill, enjoy anything [Chorus] Monsters, creeping, crawling, shrieking, balling All those fucking monsters Horrible things They're coming, they're coming, and then they'll come again Monsters, feeding, gnashing, freaky, nasty Oh, those fucking monsters Horrible things They're coming, they're coming, they're coming, they're coming [Verse 3] And soon we had a global epidemic on our hands But our noblemen and presidents and priests had hatched a plan Phoned up France, warned them to pass on the bloody wrath Tuned in Tokyo, told them to just clear a fucking path Since they never slept or ate, they only topped or bottomed With caution we watched some monsters drop from exhaustion When one would fall from fatigue, the others, no doubt Would crawl inside its dead body and fuck their way out Twisted into 69s and triple DPs These beasties brought themselves to rug-burned bloody knees They fucked themselves to death, and it was heard on the tube They left behind ponds of cum, streets slick and sticky with lube And a whole lot of monster bodies that were gathered and burned You may ask with some concern, "but did they ever return?" Well, two of them remained, and they've been here all along They just donned some human costumes, now they're singing this song [Chorus] Monsters, creeping, crawling, shrieking, balling Oh, we're fucking monsters Horrible things We're coming, we're coming, and then we'll come again Monsters, feeding, gnashing, freaky, nasty Oh, we're fucking monsters Horrible things We're coming, we're coming, we're coming, we're coming