| Song | Haizman's Brain Is Calling |
| Artist | Angry Samoans |
| Album | Back from Samoa |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Saunders, Turner | |
| Three steps and a shot of light | |
| I see a blinding flash | |
| Puss is dripping from my head | |
| I'm lying on my back | |
| Haizman's brain is calling | |
| It's knocking at your door | |
| It only wants to step inside | |
| Just a little more | |
| Oh my God | |
| Am I dead or living, yeah | |
| I don't know or care | |
| I hear the sound, the sound of Haizman | |
| I think I'm almost there | |
| I got four walls yeah | |
| Up inside my mind | |
| I got just four walls yeah | |
| But one I cannot find | |
| Haizman's brain is calling | |
| It's drilling at your brain | |
| It only wants inside your world | |
| Of anger, fear, and pain | |
| It's a sign of living | |
| Up inside your head | |
| It's a sign of dying | |
| My blood is turning red | |
| Haizman's brain is calling | |
| It's knocking at your door | |
| It only wants to step inside | |
| Just a little more | |
| Aahhww! |
| zuo ci : Saunders, Turner | |
| Three steps and a shot of light | |
| I see a blinding flash | |
| Puss is dripping from my head | |
| I' m lying on my back | |
| Haizman' s brain is calling | |
| It' s knocking at your door | |
| It only wants to step inside | |
| Just a little more | |
| Oh my God | |
| Am I dead or living, yeah | |
| I don' t know or care | |
| I hear the sound, the sound of Haizman | |
| I think I' m almost there | |
| I got four walls yeah | |
| Up inside my mind | |
| I got just four walls yeah | |
| But one I cannot find | |
| Haizman' s brain is calling | |
| It' s drilling at your brain | |
| It only wants inside your world | |
| Of anger, fear, and pain | |
| It' s a sign of living | |
| Up inside your head | |
| It' s a sign of dying | |
| My blood is turning red | |
| Haizman' s brain is calling | |
| It' s knocking at your door | |
| It only wants to step inside | |
| Just a little more | |
| Aahhww! |
| zuò cí : Saunders, Turner | |
| Three steps and a shot of light | |
| I see a blinding flash | |
| Puss is dripping from my head | |
| I' m lying on my back | |
| Haizman' s brain is calling | |
| It' s knocking at your door | |
| It only wants to step inside | |
| Just a little more | |
| Oh my God | |
| Am I dead or living, yeah | |
| I don' t know or care | |
| I hear the sound, the sound of Haizman | |
| I think I' m almost there | |
| I got four walls yeah | |
| Up inside my mind | |
| I got just four walls yeah | |
| But one I cannot find | |
| Haizman' s brain is calling | |
| It' s drilling at your brain | |
| It only wants inside your world | |
| Of anger, fear, and pain | |
| It' s a sign of living | |
| Up inside your head | |
| It' s a sign of dying | |
| My blood is turning red | |
| Haizman' s brain is calling | |
| It' s knocking at your door | |
| It only wants to step inside | |
| Just a little more | |
| Aahhww! |