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You know it's coming, The earth shakes |
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You hear it's knocking like hell at the gates |
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You cannot help it, You let go |
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You raise your fist and your hair starts to grow |
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And the masses are marching to this groovy beat |
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The living dead dancing out in the streets |
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[Chorus] |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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Oh Yeah! |
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Huh! |
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Gray-skinned heads banging, Some get loose |
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Rocking and rolling in wet gory mousse |
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Fists pounding, Dead feet tap |
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Rock hard until the worms make the spines snap |
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And the masses are marching to this groovy beat |
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The living dead dancing out in the streets |
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[Chorus] |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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Ooh-ooo-ooo |
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Ooh-ooo-ooo |
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Ooh-ooo-ooo |
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Ooh-ooo-ooo |
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[Solo] |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) |
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It's the zombie rock machine (yeah yeah) [x2] |
