ᗩᘻᗩᘉᕲᗩᘿᘻᓍ᙭ᓰᖶᗩ - The Midnight Wax Museum (Original)

+ Show full styles

(Verse 1)
The rain was hitting hard on the main street block
As I snuck past the door at twelve o'clock
Into the hall where the wax figures stand
A frozen display of a rock-and-roll band
With dusty old instruments held in their grip
(Chorus)
Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum
A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em
The guitars are melting with a vintage heat
As the statues start stamping their heavy feet
Oh baby, don't let the lights go down
(Verse 2)
The singer turned his head and his eyes opened wide
Made of shiny black glass with a phantom inside
He grabbed his microphone and began to yell
A wild spooky rhythm that could break a spell
And the drums started banging a frantic delay
(Chorus)
Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum
A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em
The guitars are melting with a vintage heat
As the statues start stamping their heavy feet
Oh baby, don't let the lights go down
(Verse 3)
You stepped out of a case marked 'Teenage Doom'
A beautiful wax doll in the middle of the room
Your skin was so smooth and your lips were so red
But your heart was as still as the rest of the dead
As you pulled me right into the frantic dance
(Chorus)
Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum
A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em
The guitars are melting with a vintage heat
As the statues start stamping their heavy feet
Oh baby, don't let the lights go down
(Verse 4)
I felt my own fingers starting to freeze
Turning to wax from my head to my knees
My leather jacket hardening into a mold
As the rockabilly music took a permanent hold
I was becoming a part of the static display
(Chorus)
Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum
A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em
The guitars are melting with a vintage heat
As the statues start stamping their heavy feet
Oh baby, don't let the lights go down
(Verse 5)
Now the morning sun shines through the window pane
And the tourists walk in from the street and the rain
They look at the boy with the terrified face
Standing next to the girl in the velvet lace
Forever frozen in a rockabilly groove
(Chorus)
Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum
A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em
The guitars are melting with a vintage heat
As the statues start stamping their heavy feet
Oh baby, don't let the lights go down

2335/7500

(Verse 1) The rain was hitting hard on the main street block As I snuck past the door at twelve o'clock Into the hall where the wax figures stand A frozen display of a rock-and-roll band With dusty old instruments held in their grip (Chorus) Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em The guitars are melting with a vintage heat As the statues start stamping their heavy feet Oh baby, don't let the lights go down (Verse 2) The singer turned his head and his eyes opened wide Made of shiny black glass with a phantom inside He grabbed his microphone and began to yell A wild spooky rhythm that could break a spell And the drums started banging a frantic delay (Chorus) Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em The guitars are melting with a vintage heat As the statues start stamping their heavy feet Oh baby, don't let the lights go down (Verse 3) You stepped out of a case marked 'Teenage Doom' A beautiful wax doll in the middle of the room Your skin was so smooth and your lips were so red But your heart was as still as the rest of the dead As you pulled me right into the frantic dance (Chorus) Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em The guitars are melting with a vintage heat As the statues start stamping their heavy feet Oh baby, don't let the lights go down (Verse 4) I felt my own fingers starting to freeze Turning to wax from my head to my knees My leather jacket hardening into a mold As the rockabilly music took a permanent hold I was becoming a part of the static display (Chorus) Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em The guitars are melting with a vintage heat As the statues start stamping their heavy feet Oh baby, don't let the lights go down (Verse 5) Now the morning sun shines through the window pane And the tourists walk in from the street and the rain They look at the boy with the terrified face Standing next to the girl in the velvet lace Forever frozen in a rockabilly groove (Chorus) Oh, they’re coming alive at the wax museum A gothic rockabilly show and you gotta see 'em The guitars are melting with a vintage heat As the statues start stamping their heavy feet Oh baby, don't let the lights go down

0/500