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Lordi - Zombilation: The Greatest Cuts - Devil Is a Loser
Zombilation: The Greatest Cuts
Disc 1
01. Hard Rock Hallelujah (Euroviscious radio edit)
02. Bite It Like a Bulldog
03. Who’s Your Daddy? (Decapitated radio edit)
04. Devil Is a Loser
05. Blood Red Sandman
06. Get Heavy
07. They Only Come Out at Night
08. My Heaven Is Your Hell
09. Beast Loose in Paradise
10. Deadache
11. Would You Love a Monsterman? (2006 version)
12. Bringing Back the Balls to Rock
13. Forsaken Fashion Dolls
14. Supermonsters (The Anthem of the Phantoms)
15. The Children of the Night
16. Rock the Hell Outta You
17. Pet the Destroyer
18. Monster Monster
19. It Snows in Hell
Disc 2
01. Bringing Back the Balls to Rock
02. Get Heavy
03. Who’s Your Daddy?
04. Not the Nicest Guy
05. Pet the Destroyer
06. Rock the Hell Outta You
07. Blood Red Sandman
08. The Kids Who Wanna Play With the Dead
09. They Only Come Out at Night
10. Would You Love a Monsterman?
11. Hard Rock Hallelujah
12. Mr. Killjoy
13. Evilove
14. Don’t Let My Mother Know
15. Pyromite
16. To Hell With Pop
Disc 3
01. Bringing Back the Balls to Rock
02. Devil Is a Loser
03. Blood Red Sandman
04. It Snows in Hell
05. Would You Love a Monsterman?
06. Hard Rock Hallelujah
07. Eurovision Specials
08. 5 Lordi Music Videos
09. Movie “The Kin” incl. Making Of, Storyboard & Gallery
You wanted power and you begged for fame
You wanted everything the easy way
You wanted gain without pain
Now your bills is in the mail
You got stronger but your mind got weak
You made a promise you couldn't keep
You had it all - You lost more
It's all there in the fee
Chorus:
Via hell incorporated (regeneration)
1st you love it then you hate it (you're such a saint)
And now you're never gonna make it (bad situation)
Get on get on down
(there's hell to pay 'cause)
Main Chorus
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
For better or for worse and you don't care which
The devil is a loser and he's my bitch
Runnin' into trouble you skitch
He's my bitch
You wanted riches and license to kill
You got poverty and then you got ill
You got poor and you lost your will
All your dreams unfulfilled
I get my kicks when you blow your fuse
No-one got killed but that's no excuse
Hands up, I let you know when it's done
I've got the only gun
Chorus then Main Chorus:
(And there were no refunds
Just failing guarantees
Confess your sins, son
Said the preacher on TV)
You got yourself some greasepaint
Set of white and black
All you got was laughter and
Gene Simmons on your back
Chorus x2