Robert Flynn - Night of the Living Dead
Bring down the nightBring in the light
Lets see what we can see
You might not like the truth
But its all we can do
Cause the truth can set you free
You think you're a player
But peel back the layers
What is real?
What is real?
You had all your teachers
Your Socialist preachers
What's the deal?
What's the deal?
What's the deal?
If you let the Devil
Crawl up inside your head
He'll steal all your light
And bring on the Night of the Living Dead
All broken glass
Rubble and trash
A war zone of fire and smoke
Is this what you wanted?
Why are you haunted?
A darkness within your soul
Somebody's paying
The buses are waiting
You really
Thought you would win?
To the next city
Its really a pity
The Feds
Already moved in,
Already moved in
If you let the Devil
Crawl up inside your head
He'll steal all your light
And bring on the Night of the Living Dead
Oh no, no, no
Look around town
You burned it all down
Feelin good
Am I right?
Back to the hotel
Feelin so swell
But you might change
Your diaper tonight
Justice is coming
Computers are buzzing
They're on somebody's list
You thought you were careful
But the cameras are dreadful
A little something you missed
Something you missed
If you let the Devil
Crawl up inside your head
He'll steal all your light
And bring on the Night of the Living Dead
Written by:
Robert Flynn
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