When the Joyful Dead Are Dancing Lyrics
| Song | When the Joyful Dead Are Dancing |
| Artist | Unexpect |
| Album | Fables of the Sleepless Empire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Marry me !!! | |
| …then I’ll kill you | |
| …and then you will kill me again with your pocket shark | |
| …so handy on week days | |
| Zombie Lovers for life you said… | |
| …how ironic… | |
| (Snongioj son semâ) | |
| Look, I caught you some flowers | |
| Remnants of a late meditation in the sewers | |
| Of course they’re dead and withering | |
| But so are you…aren’t we, dear? | |
| Ceremonial aura | |
| A disgusting samba | |
| Cadavers cooking for your funeral wedding | |
| A most delicious cake is in the making | |
| Does it hurt when I write in your mind? | |
| Because I don’t want to be rude | |
| I still can go to the paper store if you desire so… | |
| My skin is itching like crazy and I got a bloody poem in my veins | |
| Won’t win the Pulitzer though… | |
| It says: | |
| “The loving look in your dripping eyeballs gives me hope | |
| Of a most memorable honeymoon | |
| Maybe we could jump off the highest gallows, swinging the rope | |
| Or craft for ourselves a gory cocoon | |
| Yes !! On the way to Salem we’ll build a glorious meat temple | |
| A monument to our love…so meaningful and subtle” | |
| …don’t you like it my putrid prince ? | |
| Being part of the walking dead community is far from easy | |
| Misunderstood and abused to the point of extinction | |
| When all we want is a hug… | |
| “The loving look in your dripping eyeballs gives me hope | |
| Of a most memorable honeymoon | |
| Ride a magic carpet to the Wizard of Oz | |
| Maybe we could jump off the highest gallows, swinging the rope | |
| Or craft for ourselves a gory cocoon” | |
| Dear Ghoulish and skeletal friends | |
| Rise up from your graves! | |
| Finally, the nuptial rite is about to commence… | |
| Dress up nicely, | |
| Invoke your ancestor’s spirits; for they’re also invited to this nighttime festivity | |
| Light your bone candles…hold them high and tight | |
| Macabre and steady procession…a thousand sparks in the night | |
| Walking up their way to the summit | |
| A wonderful storm is brewing for the celebration… |
| Marry me nbsp!!! | |
| then I' ll kill you | |
| and then you will kill me again with your pocket shark | |
| so handy on week days | |
| Zombie Lovers for life you said | |
| how ironic | |
| Snongioj son sem | |
| Look, I caught you some flowers | |
| Remnants of a late meditation in the sewers | |
| Of course they' re dead and withering | |
| But so are you aren' t we, dear? | |
| Ceremonial aura | |
| A disgusting samba | |
| Cadavers cooking for your funeral wedding | |
| A most delicious cake is in the making | |
| Does it hurt when I write in your mind? | |
| Because I don' t want to be rude | |
| I still can go to the paper store if you desire so | |
| My skin is itching like crazy and I got a bloody poem in my veins | |
| Won' t win the Pulitzer though | |
| It says: | |
| " The loving look in your dripping eyeballs gives me hope | |
| Of a most memorable honeymoon | |
| Maybe we could jump off the highest gallows, swinging the rope | |
| Or craft for ourselves a gory cocoon | |
| Yes nbsp!! On the way to Salem we' ll build a glorious meat temple | |
| A monument to our love so meaningful and subtle" | |
| don' t you like it my putrid prince nbsp? | |
| Being part of the walking dead community is far from easy | |
| Misunderstood and abused to the point of extinction | |
| When all we want is a hug | |
| " The loving look in your dripping eyeballs gives me hope | |
| Of a most memorable honeymoon | |
| Ride a magic carpet to the Wizard of Oz | |
| Maybe we could jump off the highest gallows, swinging the rope | |
| Or craft for ourselves a gory cocoon" | |
| Dear Ghoulish and skeletal friends | |
| Rise up from your graves! | |
| Finally, the nuptial rite is about to commence | |
| Dress up nicely, | |
| Invoke your ancestor' s spirits for they' re also invited to this nighttime festivity | |
| Light your bone candles hold them high and tight | |
| Macabre and steady procession a thousand sparks in the night | |
| Walking up their way to the summit | |
| A wonderful storm is brewing for the celebration |
| Marry me nbsp!!! | |
| then I' ll kill you | |
| and then you will kill me again with your pocket shark | |
| so handy on week days | |
| Zombie Lovers for life you said | |
| how ironic | |
| Snongioj son sem | |
| Look, I caught you some flowers | |
| Remnants of a late meditation in the sewers | |
| Of course they' re dead and withering | |
| But so are you aren' t we, dear? | |
| Ceremonial aura | |
| A disgusting samba | |
| Cadavers cooking for your funeral wedding | |
| A most delicious cake is in the making | |
| Does it hurt when I write in your mind? | |
| Because I don' t want to be rude | |
| I still can go to the paper store if you desire so | |
| My skin is itching like crazy and I got a bloody poem in my veins | |
| Won' t win the Pulitzer though | |
| It says: | |
| " The loving look in your dripping eyeballs gives me hope | |
| Of a most memorable honeymoon | |
| Maybe we could jump off the highest gallows, swinging the rope | |
| Or craft for ourselves a gory cocoon | |
| Yes nbsp!! On the way to Salem we' ll build a glorious meat temple | |
| A monument to our love so meaningful and subtle" | |
| don' t you like it my putrid prince nbsp? | |
| Being part of the walking dead community is far from easy | |
| Misunderstood and abused to the point of extinction | |
| When all we want is a hug | |
| " The loving look in your dripping eyeballs gives me hope | |
| Of a most memorable honeymoon | |
| Ride a magic carpet to the Wizard of Oz | |
| Maybe we could jump off the highest gallows, swinging the rope | |
| Or craft for ourselves a gory cocoon" | |
| Dear Ghoulish and skeletal friends | |
| Rise up from your graves! | |
| Finally, the nuptial rite is about to commence | |
| Dress up nicely, | |
| Invoke your ancestor' s spirits for they' re also invited to this nighttime festivity | |
| Light your bone candles hold them high and tight | |
| Macabre and steady procession a thousand sparks in the night | |
| Walking up their way to the summit | |
| A wonderful storm is brewing for the celebration |
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