In My Backyard lyrics

Song information

Artist: Dead Celebrity Status
Album: Blood Music

Lyrics

I'm like a bat out of hell, being pulled by black stallions
Waiting for metallica to make another black album
Queen of the stone age guage, I'm fenced in
Watching doves cry in this purple rain that I'm drenched in
I'm having a clean day, when I clash with the sounds
Now I'm a basketcase, until you come around
This world's like a vortex trying to suck me in
I'm lucky to play the role of a drowning jeff buckley
I'm an outkast in the stankonia land
Now throw your hands in the air and do the hokey dance
Jane's addiction got me seeing deep purple
Need to find the perfect tune to make a perfect circle
Riding a white pony? that explains my deftones
I'm illmatic like a storm on this microphone
Walking across abbey road with ringo starr
But yoko ono was here, so we had to split apart!

There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard
And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars
They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard
And they all wanna be rockstars, rockstars
They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up

I'm a stone temple pilot, riding this crazy train
I need a black sabbath to break alice from her chains
Rode into iowa with a slip and a knot
'Cuz I got a liscence to ill, so whatcha, whatcha want?
On a black sunday, I walked up cypress hill
Until I crashed into a dashboard and walked into a confessional
I'm just an audioslave on the run
In a soundgarden waiting for this blackhole sun to come
My crew is my feelings, sprayed led like zeppelin
Trying to find my way up the stairway to heaven
I'll trick you with this massive attack of back in black
Raging against the machine just like zack
I used to have the common sense to walk or die
Used to hold guns and roses, now I hold double revolvers
Met this girl named charlotte, she looked good in my bed
'Til my bizket went limp 'cuz she wouldn't give me portishead

There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard
And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars
They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard
And they all wanna be rockstars, rockstars
They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up

I found a message in a bottle so I called the police
I met a material girl who said poppa don't preach
They say love bites like an angry def lepperd
Like a nine inch nail being pushed in by trent rezner
I got a sex pistol and a gang of bloodhounds
Who walked up to a house of pain and made lethal jump around
I ate chop suey while watching system of a down
Fell asleep in linkin's park and woke up in marcy's playground
Sniffing white stripes with a seven nation army
Waiting for marilyn manson to egg it on me
Public police got me lost in mix tapes
Oops, I did it again, and I made britney spears my slave
I made it to brooklyn and I still can't sleep
I got a radiohead, now they call me a creep
I parachute on a cold day, when I coldplay the streets
I'm dieing to be famous, like both of j-lo's ass cheeks

There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard
And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars
They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard
And they all wanna be rockstars, rockstars
They need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
You need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up
But you need to wake, wake up, wake up, wake up