“Venomous Rat Regeneration Vendor” marks the fifth solo studio release from Rob Zombie. The album is the first to feature drummer Ginger Fish – formerly of Marilyn Manson – who joined the band, replacing Joey Jordison.
Zombie released the album on his new record label Zodiac Swan Records, in conjunction with T-Boy Records and Universal Music. In it’s first week Venomous Rat debuted at number 7 on the Billboard 200 Charts.
Venomous Rat was produced by Bob Marlene, a long-term friend of guitarist John 5 who had worked previously with artists including Black Sabbath, Alice Cooper and Lynryd Skynryd. Also working on the album in their first collaboration was programmer Zuess, who has continued to work with Zombie on other music projects.
Speaking to Artist Direct prior to the albums release Zombie explained he considered a film in the future based on the album. “I think it could. I made it with that in mind. At least in my mind — no one else knows this — I wanted to have a storyline that runs through the record so if someday I wanted to make it into a movie musical like The Who’s ‘Tommy’ or ‘Quadrophenia’, there was a structure to follow. I’m not really talking about what it is because I think it’s sort of relevant at this point.”
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Its here, can’t you feel it? This whole room… There’s, its… Everything is in colour and I can feel the air… I can say that, I can see all the molecules. I mean, I’m part of it… I mean, oh god, I can release… I am free…”(All right!)
I am a shadow, I am tomorrow
I am a hero with a buggy whip (All right!)
I am so hazardous, my name is Lazarus (All right!)
I am a pirate on a Devil’s shipTeenage nosferatu pussy
Turn it on, turn it on
Teenage nosferatu pussy
Turn it on, turn it on(All right!)
I am the sickness, I am the quickness
I am a virgin dying in the Spring (All right!)
A hungry fat calf, look at the black rat (All right!)
I am a dark and wicked sceneTeenage nosferatu pussy
Turn it on, turn it on
Teenage nosferatu pussy
Turn it on, turn it onWhatcha gonna do in my head?
Turn yourself around in my head
Everybody scream in my head
The walls are melting in my headTeenage nosferatu pussy
Turn it on, turn it on
Teenage nosferatu pussy
Turn it on, turn it on
[Intro]
Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives
Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our lives
Radio has changed our lives and practically saved our livesOh Yeah!I want to tell you about Dead City Radio man
And the New Gods of Supertown
A world of Magic Lanterns and Chemical Blues
A world where X stands of the unknow and Y is the zero[Verse 1]
Sluggish drones assault my Radio
20 mortal lashes of Grotesque Audio
Glittering fountains
Misspent youth
I’m a Rhinestone Tiger in a Leisure SuitTurn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Oh Yeah![Hook]
We listen to the Radio – Dead RadioI’ll tell you one thing man:
Nothing ever happens until you medicate
The Witch Queen of Mongo
And Hail the passing of King George
Everybody is eating on behalf of the Gods
With their Plastic Necks and Silver Teeth[Verse 2]
Is there life beyond what you know?
Hallucination thrives on my stereo
Astonishing Skeptics
Wasted Youth
She’s and Angel of Odd in her Birthday SuitTurn it up turn it up turn it up
Oh YeahWe listen to the Radio – Dead Radio (X2)It’s right here now that we best serve the Beast of Transmission
And the cool passing wave of ignorance
They say the heart is a lonely hunter
And the hardbox comes with a crime inside
OH YEAH!We listen to the Radio – Dead Radio (x2)
What joy is there in life? Life should be, Life is should is and should be ecstasy, being alive should be a joy and its a drag!”Spray paint on a pentagram on your face
Sing it, hey hey yeah
X yourself from the human race
Come on, hey hey yeah
We are what we are like it or not
We are what we are like it or notRevelation revolution
Invisible mind head
Dead suspensionBow before the two headed God
Sing it, hey hey yeah
A jack boot money with lightning rod
Sing it, hey hey yeah
We are what we are like it or not
We are what we are like it or notRevelation revolution
Invisible mind head
Dead suspensionShe got the gun, get it done
She got the gun, get it done
She got the gun, get it done
She got the gun, get it doneCarve a little Jesus in your head
Come on, hey hey yeah
Burn a Virgin Mary in your bread
Sing it, hey hey yeah
We are what we are like it or not
We are what we are like it or not
Hey hey yeahRevelation revolution
Invisible mind head
Dead suspensionShe got the gun, get it done
She got the gun, get it done
They call me Shindig Johnny Punk
A regular ghost face peepshow funk
They call me Screaming Lord Dinosaur
Commander in chief of a voodoo war
They call me Mother Superior Joe
Broadcasting Casanova radio
They call me King Kong Raisin Bran
A fortified Hollywood Devil-manYeah, strapped behind the wheel of a flat-bed truck
A payload of pussy and Peking Duck
High on the fumes and high on the gas
Rally round the girl with the skull on her ass”Check, check, can you hear that? I can’t, turn it up, I can’t hear it. Check, check. Alright that sounds good, thats good.”They call me Mozart Gypsy Slave
Turning on the girls with a sonic waves
They call me Television Iron Face
Floating on a moonbase in outerspace
They call me Junk Flesh Pointy-Ear
Laughing at an old crusty mouseketeer
They called me Dirty Pig Alley Dan
A Hollywood fast-talkin’ Devil-manYeah, strapped behind the wheel of a flat-bed truck
A payload of pussy and Peking Duck
High on the fumes and high on the gas
Rally round the girl with the skull on her assGing gang gong de do gong de laga raga
Ging gang gong de do gong de laga raga
Ging gang gong de do gong de laga raga
Ging gang gong de do gong de laga raga”A robot will surely go into self-destruction if it in order to follow an order or to stay within the lines.”They call me Pentagram Peter Pan
A money making… Ah, fuck it!Yeah, strapped behind the wheel of a flat-bed truck
A payload of pussy and Peking Duck
High on the fumes and high on the gas
Rally round the girl with the skull on her assGing gang gong de do gong de laga raga
Ging gang gong de do gong de laga raga
Ging gang gong de do gong de laga raga
Ging gang gong de do gong de laga raga”A robot must obey orders giving to it by qualified personnel.”
Glorious creatures of our future, to be induced by genetic manipulationA number one said he wins fight
A number two said “It’s a Saturday night”
A number three said “Come look at the whore”
A number four said “Please, give me some more”You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girlA number five said he Captain Kirk
A number six said “I want to hurt you, jerk”
A number seven said “I’m Peeping Tom”
A number eight said “Let’s drop the bomb”””You may think you’re normal, but you are all product of mutation
You may think you’re normal, but you are all product of mutation.””We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and rollA number one said “Let’s get this right”
A number two said “You’re outta sight”
A number three said “Go wipe down the door”
A number four said “Hey, this is war”You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girl
You gotta, gotta open your mind, girlA number five said he Captain Kirk
A number six said “I gotta get to work”
A number seven said “Go fuck the prom”
A number eight said “Hey, cherry bomb”You may think you’re normal, but you are all product of mutation
You may think you’re normal, but you are all product of mutationWe’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and rollWhat can happen when mutations are uncontrollable?We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
We’re all dancing in a black hole
When all we wanna do is a rock and roll
“Largely because of his endorsement of shocking sexual practices, as a prerequisite to salvation”One, Two, Three, Four!Yeah, masters of pan-robot baby
Use it lose it, yes I can
Ham bones kill and ready to travel
Throw your fucking head and get in the vanM-m-m-m-m-m-momma
M-m-m-m-m-m-shut your mouth
M-m-m-m-m-m-momma
M-m-m-m-m-m-shut your mouth
Yeah shut your mouthYeah, masters of pan-robot baby
Swing around the room from a plastic fan
S.O.Bs and beat up children
You don’t need the breeches, little muffin manAah look at these creatures
Yeah Filthy Creatures
God you look so pretty
Yeah wicked in the cityAh, move it like vultures
So high like vultures
But you look so pretty
And wicked in the cityYeah, masters of pan-robot baby
Howling’s got a big glass hand
Captain Bean, a giant’s child
Clinging to the sound of a righteous tellM-m-m-m-m-m-momma
M-m-m-m-m-m-shut your mouth
M-m-m-m-m-m-momma
M-m-m-m-m-m-shut your mouth
Yeah shut your mouthAah look at these creatures
Yeah Filthy Creatures
God you look so pretty
Yeah Wicked in the cityAh, move it like vultures
So high like vultures
But you look so pretty
Yeah wicked in the city
Calling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo dollShe got a sweet face smile and a wicked grin
Shot to her crib is an unborn twin
Dressed in poly of the union jack
Looking like a new world shark attackShe go, shake it baby, shake it baby
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphonesShe ride a mean machine called sugar doll
Horror, catch the winter Christmas fall
A homicide sweet shotgun wind up toy
Cranking on a shift like a men of a loreShake it baby, shake it baby
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphonesCalling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo dollShe’s a war hung painting heading west
Outlaw ringo across her breath
Covering a nasty pitbull scar
Life ain’t shit if you ain’t a starI said, life ain’t shit if you ain’t a star!C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphones
C’mon, get on
Get on, get on
The broken bones and microphonesCalling all white trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo doll
White trash freaks and a boogaloo dollDoll.. doll.. doll.. doll..
9
We’re An American Band (GRAND FUNK RAILROAD cover)
When I grow up, I wanna be a rock star!On the road for forty days
Last night in Little Rock put me in a haze
Sweet, sweet Connie was doing her act
She had the whole show and that’s a natural fact
Up all night with Kerry King
I got to tell you poker’s his thing
A-booze ‘n ladies keep me right
As long as we can make it to the show tonightWe’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re coming to your town, we’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
Hey, hey, hey!Four young chiquitas in Omaha
Was waitin’ for the band to return from the show
Feelin’ good, feelin’ right, it’s Saturday night
The hotel detective, he was out-a-sight
Now, these fine ladies, they had a plan
They was out to meet the boys in the band
They said, “Come on, dudes, let’s get it on,”
And we proceeded to tear that hotel downWe’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re coming to your town, we’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
Hey, hey, hey!We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re coming to your town, we’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
Hey, hey, hey!We’re an American band
We’re an American band
We’re coming to your town, we’ll help you party it down
We’re an American band
Hey, hey, hey!
The knock-knock kids, get ready to fall
Sixty-nine in the county morgue
Knock-knock juice, don’t haunt the right
Gaunt around, gaunt to gauntLucifer rising it
All the girls scream
I love you, yeah, baby, love you
Lucifer rising it
All the girls scream
I love you, yeah, baby, love youKnock-knock city, its already blue
Going up steps, he knows what to do
Knock-knock beasts around the door
Hotels high, fat on the floorLucifer rising it
All the girls scream
I love you, yeah, baby, love you
Lucifer rising it
All the girls scream
I love you, yeah, baby, love youWe are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothingWe are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothing1969, up on girls and a bottle of wine
1969, women high and so am I
1969, I’m looking sick but I’m feeling fine
1969…Knock-knock, you’re not beautiful
Will I steal before I turn?
Knock-knock for the final time
No one here’s getting out aliveLucifer rising it
All the girls scream
I love you, yeah, baby, love youWe are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothingWe are nothing
We are nothing
We are nothing
I got a black shoe lace, painted face
I slit my wrist in a state of grace
I got a dreadful clothes, no-one knows
I bleed every night from my broken noseMy blood sinks down to the canvas
I’m going down, down, down
My blood sinks down to the canvas
I’m going down, down, down, down, downThe girl who loved the monsters
Traces black streaks in the sky
The girl who loved the monsters
Is the girl who wants to flyI am a child in need, watch me bleed
How can I live if I can not feel
I am a animal, no ones knows
I limp around on broken toesBlood sinks down to the canvas
I’m going down, down, down
My blood sinks down to the canvas
I’m going down, down, down, down, downThe girl who loved the monsters
Traces black streaks in the sky
The girl who loved the monsters
Is the girl who wants to flySet them free let them be
The monsters live in you and me
Set them free let them be
The monsters live in you and meThe girl who loved the monsters
Traces black streaks in the sky
The girl who loved the monsters
Is the girl who wants to flyThe caged bird sings and looks to the gods
Oh spare me another day of whipped worshipped dogs
We’re all mad here and feed off the gold
Mirror mocks the eye as we keep getting old
Yeah, Obey, submit, assume, consume the dream that never was, just follow the rules
Stop, go, too fast, too slow and when you’re done you get nothing, hunIt’s why we suck, why we fuck, alright
Trade in your guns for a coffin, man
AlrightBuy, outsell our risk, reward, destroying yourself as you jump on board
Lost, found, get up, get down and when your dead Bukowski saidBaby shooting vodka in her eyes again, again
She wanna get higher and live her life again
Again
Again
AgainStay asleep and watch TV, be happy! Be happy!User, bruiser, generation loser, you do not think just follow the link
Hero, hellhole, quit it, hit it over in the clover, Beethoven keels overYeah
It’s why we suck and why we fuck, alright
Trade in your guns for a coffin, man, alright
Alright
Alright
Alright
Yeah!Stay asleep, this is your god, oh yeah!
Stay asleep, this is your god, yeah!
