| Song | Michael Myers |
| Artist | The Meteors |
| Album | Wreckin' Live |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fenech | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no mind | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| Halloween night, '74 | |
| lock all the windows | |
| who's at the door | |
| hide the knives after you eat | |
| because Michael Myers is coming | |
| Trick-or-Treat! | |
| Doctors locked him up | |
| fifteen years ago | |
| he don't remember | |
| he doesn't know | |
| now he hates us all the time | |
| because Michael Myers | |
| has lost his mind | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no reason | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no concience | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| He's got brains deep in his head | |
| you can't kill him | |
| 'cause he's already dead | |
| he's got the strength | |
| of darkness now | |
| the strength of twenty anyhow | |
| he's got girlies in his mind | |
| scarred fingers and a | |
| rageous brain | |
| six bullets buried in his chest | |
| we'll never stop him | |
| if that's our best | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no concience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind, yeeaahhh... | |
| (break) | |
| He's got a butcher's knife | |
| he does his work | |
| what he gave started | |
| he won't shirk | |
| you won't laugh and he won't cry | |
| on his anniversary you could die | |
| he's wetted his chops and now he's out | |
| but you won't see him move about | |
| he's out for blood | |
| he's got a thirst | |
| goodbye to that happy | |
| thirty-first | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind |
| zuo ci : Fenech | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no mind | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| Halloween night, ' 74 | |
| lock all the windows | |
| who' s at the door | |
| hide the knives after you eat | |
| because Michael Myers is coming | |
| TrickorTreat! | |
| Doctors locked him up | |
| fifteen years ago | |
| he don' t remember | |
| he doesn' t know | |
| now he hates us all the time | |
| because Michael Myers | |
| has lost his mind | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no reason | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no concience | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| He' s got brains deep in his head | |
| you can' t kill him | |
| ' cause he' s already dead | |
| he' s got the strength | |
| of darkness now | |
| the strength of twenty anyhow | |
| he' s got girlies in his mind | |
| scarred fingers and a | |
| rageous brain | |
| six bullets buried in his chest | |
| we' ll never stop him | |
| if that' s our best | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no concience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind, yeeaahhh... | |
| break | |
| He' s got a butcher' s knife | |
| he does his work | |
| what he gave started | |
| he won' t shirk | |
| you won' t laugh and he won' t cry | |
| on his anniversary you could die | |
| he' s wetted his chops and now he' s out | |
| but you won' t see him move about | |
| he' s out for blood | |
| he' s got a thirst | |
| goodbye to that happy | |
| thirtyfirst | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind |
| zuò cí : Fenech | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no mind | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| Halloween night, ' 74 | |
| lock all the windows | |
| who' s at the door | |
| hide the knives after you eat | |
| because Michael Myers is coming | |
| TrickorTreat! | |
| Doctors locked him up | |
| fifteen years ago | |
| he don' t remember | |
| he doesn' t know | |
| now he hates us all the time | |
| because Michael Myers | |
| has lost his mind | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no reason | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no concience | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| He' s got brains deep in his head | |
| you can' t kill him | |
| ' cause he' s already dead | |
| he' s got the strength | |
| of darkness now | |
| the strength of twenty anyhow | |
| he' s got girlies in his mind | |
| scarred fingers and a | |
| rageous brain | |
| six bullets buried in his chest | |
| we' ll never stop him | |
| if that' s our best | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no concience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind, yeeaahhh... | |
| break | |
| He' s got a butcher' s knife | |
| he does his work | |
| what he gave started | |
| he won' t shirk | |
| you won' t laugh and he won' t cry | |
| on his anniversary you could die | |
| he' s wetted his chops and now he' s out | |
| but you won' t see him move about | |
| he' s out for blood | |
| he' s got a thirst | |
| goodbye to that happy | |
| thirtyfirst | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind | |
| Michael Myers is back again | |
| bringin' all the trouble | |
| bringin' all the pain | |
| got no conscience | |
| got no rhyme | |
| got no reason | |
| and he hates mankind |