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The Misfits( Misfits (band) )
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Night of the Living Dead (9/5/80 master sound prod. session D)
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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
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