Zombie Stalk (Live In Tokyo)
Zombie stalk, zombie stalk
Zombie stalk, all night long
Zombie stalk, zombie stalk
Zombie stalk, all night long
They want your brains.
Living dead.
they want your brains.
Out there in the darkness
They're coming after me
A thousand stalking zombies
They want my brains to feed
The neighbours must be lying dead
Brains all over the floor
Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul
They want your brains.
Living dead.
They want your brains.
Get a shotgun and a chainsaw
In the cellar lock your wife
Kick down the front door
Run for your fuckin' life
Out there in the darkness
They're coming after me
A thousand stalking zombies
They want my brains to feed
Out there in the darkness
They're coming after me
More in the garden
In the graveyard they should be
The neighbours must be lying dead
Brains all over the floor
Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul
They want your brains.
Living dead.
They want your brains.
The neighbours must be lying dead
Brains all over the floor
Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul
They want your brains.
Living dead.
They want your brains
Zombie stalk, all night long
Zombie stalk, zombie stalk
Zombie stalk, all night long
They want your brains.
Living dead.
they want your brains.
Out there in the darkness
They're coming after me
A thousand stalking zombies
They want my brains to feed
The neighbours must be lying dead
Brains all over the floor
Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul
They want your brains.
Living dead.
They want your brains.
Get a shotgun and a chainsaw
In the cellar lock your wife
Kick down the front door
Run for your fuckin' life
Out there in the darkness
They're coming after me
A thousand stalking zombies
They want my brains to feed
Out there in the darkness
They're coming after me
More in the garden
In the graveyard they should be
The neighbours must be lying dead
Brains all over the floor
Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul
They want your brains.
Living dead.
They want your brains.
The neighbours must be lying dead
Brains all over the floor
Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul
They want your brains.
Living dead.
They want your brains
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Thomas, Mark Phillips, Lex Luther, Graeme Grant
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