The Roadkill Cathouse (Wormholes pt2)

There's a little place I know of outside of town
I go there here and there when I'm feelin down
A two story house with the lights down low
Shakin like a motherfucker ready to blow

On the front porch is where the Madam waits
With her wretched witchy fingers she masturbates
They look like anal beads, knuckles on a string
Every hole is stitched up on this zombie queen

Pay with flesh but you'll get the best
All the creatures here are trained in sex
Some of which even have extra holes
Or the slug woman in the back with sweaty rolls

Perfume looms of death in bloom
Some of the girls are freshly exhumed
Cold and ready, waiting for you
Unless a banshee is what you wana do

The first door holds a werewolf slut
Costs no extra for that big hairy butt
You know she wants it doggy style
Pull her fur and fuck her wild

Next to that but across the hall
An open door with a bloody wall
The cenobite bitch or whore of hurt
Her names mean nothing until your blood squirts

A door flys open at the end of the hall
And out fell a creature who began to crawl
With a chain up her ass and her tail held high
The succubus screams for her masochists pride

That's just the start of the fun
My recollections of experience have just begun

There's a serpent woman who gets paid by the sadist
Her venomous lick is orally contagious
The three hundred year witch who fucks her broomstick
She cums in a cauldron then slowly she brews it
And lest we forget my favorite of all
The spider bitch who can fuck on the wall

So cmon down to the edge of town
Lift your spirits when you're feeling down
When that clock chimes twelve and there's no sun to be found
There's ghoulies to be tied up, shackled and bound