Misfits

Misfits - Night Of The Living Dead lyrics

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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 oh
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 too late
This ain't no fantasy, boy

This ain't no love-in
This aint' no happening
This ain't no feeling in my arm

No oh
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Author: Glenn Danzig

Composer: Glenn Danzig

Publisher: Caroline Records, Inc.

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Released in: 1996

Language: English

Appearing on: Walk Among Us (1982) , Evilive (1987)

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