Misfits Night of the Living Dead Lyrics:
whoa oh oh oh whoa oh whoa 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
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happening this ain't no feeling in my arm whoa
whoa oh whoa oh whoa 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 ain't no
happening this ain't no feeling in my arm whoa
whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Lyrics: Night of the Living Dead, Misfits [end]