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    Nights Of The Living Dead

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    Добавлена 26 марта 2013 пользователем Миша

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    well, the high school kids are all fucked up
    touching each other, oh my god
    yeah, 40 ounces is never enough
    we wanna pass out in your yard, we wanna pass out
    dressing in drag your best friend's clothes
    while boys kiss boys in motel rooms
    oh and just when we thought we were no longer lost
    they kicked us out into the dirty streets of atlanta
    so its friday night down on north avenue
    where the gas station, parking lot prostitutes
    try to fix their hair in the rear-view mirrors
    you know we're just trying to get to the club
    and shake our asses
    a caravan of kids, a big old mess
    on the old wooden dock, oh we're bored to death
    we got a bottle of wine, a fresh pack of smokes
    we're gonna end up screaming about some midnight garage sale
    so god, put down your gun can't you see we're dead?
    god, put down your hand i'm not listening
    oh the microphone cut off, so we're screaming at the top of our lungs
    we are born so fresh, a golden prize
    until you scraped that knee and quickly realized
    that you're lost in a fog, on your way to the death
    oh, a big black line, a thick black line
    so you better speak up, better raise that voice
    come on, scream loud all you girls and boys
    let's get wild! wild! wild! lets rejoice
    come on, come on
    i wanna hear that fucking noise!
    oh, the push and pull of everything
    oh, this nightmare of electricity
    we are the living dead, yeah, the living dead
    that's the way it is, that's the way its always been
    oh, the snake slithered past my house today
    oh, i heard he caught you on a dark highway
    no, the clouds didn't form, they just grew into a storm
    i can still hear the sound of the rolling thunder
    thunder!
    god, put down your gun, can't you see we're dead
    god, put down your hand we're not listening
    god, put down your gun, can't you see we're dead
    i said, god put down your hand we're not listening
    (oh we never will)
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    i wanna fuck it up
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel so alive
    and i feel
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