Night Of The Living Dead lyrics
Song information
Artist: Misfits Album: Misfits
Lyrics
No oh oh oh No oh No oh
Stumble in somnambulance so Pre-dawn corpses come to life Armies of the dead surviving Armies of the hungry ones
Only-ones, lonely-ones Ripped up like shredded-wheat Only-ones, lonely-ones Be a sort of human picnic
This ain't no love-in This ain't no happening This ain't no feeling in my arm
No No oh No oh No oh
You think you're a zombie, you think it's a scene From some monster magazine Well, open your eyes [now/too late] This ain't no fantasy, boy
This ain't no love-in This ain't no happening This ain't no feeling in my arm
No No oh No oh No oh No oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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