White Zombie - Skin Live & Rare 1988

Well here is another song from the 1988 Cat Club show. I apologize in advance at the fact that the tail end of this song was cut off but I figured you all would be interested in checking it out anyways. ;)

This song is called Skin and it is originally off White Zombie's 1987 Soul-Crusher LP. Filmed and Directed by Green Gerg.

Ivan de Prume - Drums
Tom Five - Guitar
Rob Zombie - Vocals
Sean Yseult - Bass

Lyrics


Have no eyes, I must see, you walk out,
a violent burst of some kind kind kind kind,
mindstate a dirty little drunk and cluttered.
Shinning a problem of pictorial illusion,
dump the trunk and tear the little freak out out out.
An unparallelleled account of collapse appearing like yourself
liberation appearing like myself mutilation.
Hold still now, nobody turns, said yeah!
Thier back on me. Silence is deafening desperate waking up.
Motive spasm my back aches.
Termination detentation, da-la-sco..
now this room don't seem so small sitting here in a cage
of some kind kind kind kind miracle and some hallucination,
dropped excitement from my last words shut the door
and turn the T.V. on on now that I've done all that I can.