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Lyrics:
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 happening
This ain't no feeling in my arm
You think you're a zombie, you think it's a scene
From some monster magazine
Well, open your eyes [now/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
	
	
	
	
		
		
	
	
	
			
	   	 
     
	
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