Songs About / On: CREEP

In this page, songs on / about “creep” are listed.
  • 41.
    Ghouls (looking For Food)

    Rotten flesh dripping from my bones
    As I rip through suburban homes
    Creep about in a shroud of fog
    I'll tear the heart
    >From your family dog read more »

    Elvis Hitler
  • 42.
    Wake up Dead

    I sneak in my own house
    It’s four in the morning
    I had too much to drink
    Said I was out with the boys
    I creep in my bedroom
    I slip into bed,
    I know if I wake her,
    I’ll wake up dead read more »

    Megadeth
  • 43.
    Killer's War

    I'm watching you incense me
    with your ever escent hate
    you can kill without obsession
    with your morals from the state
    incredible, conceivable read more »

    Skunk Anansie
  • 44.
    Intruder



    I know something about opening windows and doors
    I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors
    I know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawers
    Slipping the clippers
    Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires
    The sense of isolation inspires
    Inspires me
    I like to feel the suspense when I'm certain you know I am there
    I like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air
    I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear
    Intruders happy in the dark
    Intruder come
    Intruder come and leave his mark, leave his mark read more »

    Peter Gabriel
  • 45.
    The Lovers (part Two)

    Cracks appear and cobwebs creep and dust rests on the shoulders.
    Mirrors lie and photographs lie back and laugh. And it only takes
    a push and China Doll will fall apart. But it only takes a touch
    and China Doll will start to dance...to hope...to feel....to love.
    Dance,China Doll! read more »

    Legendary Pink Dots
  • 46.
    Green Man

    Spring won’t come, the need of strife
    To struggle to be freed from hard ground
    The evening mists that creep and crawl
    Will drench in the dew and so drown read more »

    Type O Negative
  • 47.
    I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus

    I saw mommy kissing santa claus
    Underneath the mistletoe last night.
    She didn’t see me creep
    Down the stairs to have a peep;
    She thought that I was tucked up
    In my bedroom fast asleep. read more »

    Vonda Shepard
  • 48.
    In Praise of Bacchus

    Hey bacchus
    She hates me
    Hey bacchus
    She hates me

    The street lamps light a wet old red hook road
    A furry vino tinted slave
    Molten oil painted brooklyn bridge
    (cobblestone grave) read more »

    Type O Negative
  • 49.
    Nightmares

    The feeling that you get when we creep inside
    You won't see us there, you won't feel our stare
    But when we're next to you we do all we can do
    To get the cold sweat out, watch you squirm about
    And as you try to move we grab and strangle you
    With all of your deceit and our reality read more »

    Iced Earth
  • 50.
    "wake Up Dead"

    I sneak in my own house
    It's four in the morning
    I had too much to drink
    Said I was out with the boys
    I creep in my bedroom read more »

    Megadeth
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