"Drink with the Living Dead"
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words and Music by the FlameTrick Subs
Well I'm goin' to the Graveyard,
Gonna dig me up a grave.
This excavation's for the conversation
that I crave.
But the undead ain't got much to say,
they do better things instead.
No time to think, no time to blink,
let's Drink With the Living Dead.
It's hard to watch them stumble
in their funeral attire.
They drink like monks,
they stink like skunks,
they sing like a drunken choir.
But don't you turn and run
like the others that just fled.
It's a Zombie bash,
let's all get trashed!
Let's Drink with the Living Dead.
Let's drink...With the Living Dead.
Don't think...
Do a double back flip,
land on your head!
It's a bubbling brew, it's greenish-blue,
best served in a human head.
Let's Drink... with the Living Dead.
This stuff is made from cyanide,
buddy that's the truth.
Formaldehyde for flavor with
bone dry vermooth.
Like Jackie, Jack, and Bobby,
and their drunken brother Ted.
Knew he couldn't get far,
so he crashed his car,
now he Drinks with the Living Dead.
Let's Drink... with the Living Dead
Don't think... it'll pop your eyeballs out of your head!
It's from Peru, it'll cure the flu,
it'll give bald tires tread.
So lay a patch, then down the hatch,
Let's Drink with the Living Dead.
Let's Drink... with the Living dead.
Don't think... do a double back flip,
land on your head.
It's a bubbling brew, it's potent too,
It'll make you wet your bed,
so Drink... with the Living Dead
Let's Drink... with the Living Dead.
Let's Drink...
Recorded at Arlyn Studios
Austin, TX
Mixed by Kyle Wadge
Produced by The FlameTrick Subs and Kyle Wadge
©2003 Texas Flat Lizard Music
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