'it Sucks When Your Mate Is Bitten By a Zombie And You Have To Cut Off His Head' Blues

Oh God! Behind you!
This bitch's gonna die!
(His heart throbbed like an elephant bouncing)

Get out! Come on!
Shoot at the head!
(Z horror at its best)

Nothing else to say
(Rock's an undead)
Nothing else to pray
(God's an absent dad)
Singing out loud the blues
(Drew tears from your guitar)
Can we reach the truth?

Watch out! They're approaching!
And they're coming for you!

Nothing else to say
(Rock's an undead)
Nothing else to pray
(God's an absent dad)
Singing out loud the blues
(Drew tears from your guitar)
Can we reach the truth?
(What is truth?)
TV talking nonsense
(Oooooh)
Radio killing good taste
(Oooooh)
Bloodsplashing from the news
(Oooooh)
I can't see no escape

Everybody's sleeping
With their eyes wide open
And the locked minds
Are already occupied

No you'll never get me
You keep your faith and i keep my brain
Life should be tasted by its width
And not just by the lenght

Nothing else to say
(Rock's an undead)
Nothing else to pray
(God's an absent dad)
Singing out loud the blues
(Drew tears from your guitar)
Can we reach the truth?

What is your truth?
What is your truth?
What is your truth?
They're approaching!