Band Of The Living Dead Songtext

von Pietasters

Little dead people you know they're down below
I said a frown in the rain will never really show
We're loud and crazier than ever before
We'd better bow baby bow because you stack 'em up
Go down for fun, no job that night
What the devil, do you want to fight
Death made a bet with the old man
Get him out of your sight just as fast as you can

You'd better look out 'cause here we come again

Here comes the band of the living dead)
Devil coached and practiced in the family well
I said they're south of the house in the gates of hell
Child with the pride of the night so black
Yeah, the ill wind blowing under the sack
Holding right out in a place of hate
Fingers roaming, jumping just change the plate
Played so loud it rattled the brain
And the bumpy direction that took place

You'd better look out 'cause here we come again
You'd better look out 'cause here we come again