Raise Your Fist and Yell
Alice Cooper You have been accused of mass mental cruelty How do you plead? Guilty! Don't wanna be clean Don't wanna be nice The whip's gonna crack My leather is black and so are my eyes I'm gonna be rough I'm gonna be mean I'm here to the end, my sick little friend I'm back in your dreams You can take my head and cut it off But you ain't gonna change my mind If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Cover your eyes or cover your head You'll never know what hit you 'til your covered in red Screaming bloody murder 'til the barricades bend Sweatin' in the fog 'til the end It's gotta be loud I want it to roar I want it to blow everyone at the show right off of the floor I'm in for the kill I'm back with a rage I want them to write in the paper each night how I bloodied the stage If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Lock me up or shut up Cover your eyes or cover your head You'll never know what hit you 'til your covered in red Screaming bloody murder 'til the barricades bend Sweatin' in the lights 'til the end If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up I wanna be hot Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up I wanna be cool Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up I wanna be sick Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh -real sick
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
Hey teacher, what are you trying to do? I'm getting tired of livin' in this zoo You slap my face and you knock me down You beat my head right in to the ground I've never ever felt this way before I can't take it no more So give the radio Yeah, give the radio back Yeah, give the radio back to the maniacs To the maniacs Well there's a party going on outside All my friends got ya terrified Don't call the cops, call the state police Don't break up this blown out symphony You think I'm wasting all my precious time You say my music oughta be a crime Well, give the radio Give the radio back Yeah, give the radio back to the maniacs To the maniacs I never ever felt this way before Ain't gonna take it no more Yeah, give the radio Give the radio back Give the radio back to the maniacs To the maniacs Yeah, give the radio to the maniacs Give the radio to the maniacs Give it, give it, give the radio To the maniacs The little maniacs, you're all maniacs
Submitted by NecroLord — Feb 11, 2026
You're in my way You crossed the line You're in my face You're on my case, you really waste my time Don't like your style Don't like your sound You talk too much You got no touch, you drive it in the ground I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you Don't like your smile Don't like your clothes Don't like your hair And I don't care about your ruby pierced nose You push too far You talk too loud You stay too long You're in my song but you ain't in my crowd I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you I'm gonna step on you You ruin my day, you're wrecking my night I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight I'm gonna sharpen my spikes I'm gonna strap on my boots I'm gonna squash you on sight I'm gonna step on you Step-step-step-step You ruin my day, you're wrecking my night I'm biting my lips because I'm ready to fight I'm gonna sharpen my spikes I'm gonna strap on my boots I'm gonna squash you on sight Don't leave me no message on my telephone Cut right through the bull, right to the bone The snow in your nose and the crack in your brain It used to be cool, now it's just insane I'm gonna step on you Step-I'm gonna step on you-step Step!
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 15, 2026
Hello, my little pretty My, don't we look YUK Come here! You spend all day picking out your dress I like you dirty when your hair is a mess You smell so sweet walking in the room You don't have to try so hard to drown me in perfume Don't cry your heart out Don't tell your preacher Don't get ideas, this won't last forever Just want to touch you Just want to feel you Just want to taste you I never wanted, I never wanted love before I never wanted, I never wanted love before Not that kind of love Not that kind of love No, it's not that kind of love It's not that kind of love No, it's not that kind of love I don't want know your Dad or Mom I won't be calling you to go to the prom If you want to go, some cheap motel You can pick me up at eight, I'll never tell Don't cry your heart out Don't tell your preacher Don't get ideas, this won't last forever Just want to touch you Just want to feel you Just want to taste you I never wanted, I never wanted love before I never wanted, I never wanted love before Not that kind of love, not that kind of love Not that kind of love, not that kind of love No, no, not that kind of love Not that kind of love, not that kind of love
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 11, 2026
An angel fell one stormy night From Heaven's Glory He split the earth to reign in Hell Woah-oh-oh He fears the light, he fears the truth He fears what's going to be He spits on life, he spits on God He spits up death for you and me Prince of Darkness Studies the world with hungry eyes Prince of Darkness Ready to baptize you in lies Heart of evil, soul of blackness Prince of Darkness He saw that man was just a boy With a baby's mind He swore damnation of God's creation Woah-oh-oh He lives for hate, he lives for tears He lives up to his name He knew the light, he knew the one Who was crucified in pain Prince of Darkness Studies the world with hungry eyes Prince of Darkness Ready to baptize you in lies Heart of evil, soul of blackness He fears the light, he fears the truth He fears what's going to be He spits on life, he spits on God He spits up death for you and me Prince of Darkness Studies the world with hungry eyes Prince of Darkness Ready to baptize you in lies Prince of Darkness Studies the world with hungry eyes Prince of Darkness Ready to baptize you in lies Prince of Darkness He smells the breath Of sweet human sin And deeply breathes it in Prince of Darkness
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 11, 2026
Some people call me the Creeper 'Cuz they don't know my name or face I got 'em running in circles Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace I'm a lonely hunter City full of game Walkin' in the neon lights Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine Chop, chop, chop, it's a symbiotic function Chop, chop, chop, I keep the city so clean Chop, chop, chop Some people call me the Ripper Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen She's just a celluloid stripper Just another bloody player in my splatter-filled dream Women on the streets Want money when we meet I take them for a little ride Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine Chop, chop, chop, it's symbiotic function Chop, chop, chop, I keep the city so clean Chop, chop, chop She was standing on the corner With her bright red lips Her face was so white and pale (so pale) She had a black leather skirt That was tight to her hips And an anklet with a name It spelled M A R Y..... Gail Gail Gail Gail Gail Gail Gail Gail Gail
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 11, 2026
A tree has grown on the spot Where her body did rest Blood seeped in the soil From the knife in her chest The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail I wonder how the bugs remember Gail What a lovely young girl Everybody would say You can still hear her laugh In the shadows on a cold winters day A dog dug up a bone and wagged its tail I wonder how that dog remembers Gail The bugs serve time in her skeletal jail I wonder how that I'll remember Gail
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 11, 2026
I saw you in your wedding gown The prettiest dress I came into your room that night And made such a mess In my own way I lovingly kiss the bride With your ring in your hand Your eyes and your mouth open wide In my eyes blood drops look like roses on white lace They won't wash away In my mind they're roses on white lace Straight from the heart So dead upon the bed You hurt me in the deepest way I'm crippled inside I took your evil skin away It's all cut and dried I saw you tonight And carefully took your hand With some smears on my cheeks I knew that you'd understand In my eyes blood drops look like roses on white lace They won't wash away In my mind they're roses on white lace Straight from the heart So dead upon the bed, still searching for your head They're never gonna find your face It's hidden away I found a very special place where you used to play In my own way I lovingly kiss the bride With your ring in your hand Your heart and your mouth open wide In my eyes blood drops look like roses on white lace They won't wash away In my mind they're roses on white lace Straight from the heart Blood drops look like roses on white lace Crimson and sweet, stained on the sheet Roses on white lace, pretty in red, dripping and wet Roses on white lace, spilled on the walls, dark in the hall
Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 11, 2026