Night of the Living Dead (Songshop studio session C) Lyrics
No oh
No
No
Stumble in somnambulance so
Pre-dawn corpses come to life
Armies of the dead survive
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 lovin'
This ain't no happiness
This ain't no feeling in my arm
No
No
Oh
Oh
You think you're a zombie, you think it's a scene
From some monster magazine, well
Open your eyes now
Too late, no fantasy, cuz
This ain't no lovin'
This ain't no happiness'
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This ain't no feeling in my arm
Oh
No
No oh
No
No
