Two feet of mine
Have been mislead
Across this dirty street
By hanging heads
Get yourself together
Isn't that what they said
You should stop walking through the city
With the living dead

It's no use
Go run and hide
You can't escape this
Sea of sunken eyes
You know
We got the look
We got the push
We got the pull
Now
Who do you think
Is going to rise when
Hell is full

Don't ask for trouble
You'll get double

Stop that shouting
There's no use howling
Those good old days
Are dead and gone
If you don't know
What's going on
Get with it, man
Get with it

Here's some advice
Don't lose your head
That's what you get for
Sticking out your neck
You know
I got myself together
Just like you said
I'm conquering this city
With the living dead

Stop that shouting
There's no use howling
Those good old days
Are dead and gone
If you don't know
What's going on
Get with it, man
Get with it

Stop that shouting
There's no use howling
Those good old days
Are dead and gone
If you don't know
What's going on
Get with it, man
Get with it

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Writer(s): Alexander Greenwald