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Without a Thought
01:03
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Without a thought
No idea what's going on.
Go with the flow, act like you know what you're doing,
and that's where you belong.
Without a thought
they've no idea what's going on.
Go with the flow, no one knows,
whatever you do, don't tell anyone.
just repeat this song
without a thought
just repeat this song
without a thought
just repeat this song
without a thought
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On a warm Spring's day I spent inside,
pale white,
down in the dungeon, writing up rhymes.
In between beers, through the window
I see zombies outside,
here to eat my mind,
hope they don't mind its fried.
Do I attempt an escape,
or hope they pass on their own?
Then I hear the window break,
they're now entering my home.
Need a plan of attack
quickly learning a lesson,
that I'd better start running fast,
because I'm without a weapon.
Frightened by the terror I'm faced with
I picture myself in the basement,
doomed to be my tomb made of pavement,
if I don't escape it soon.
Flew up the staircase
now adjacent to their current location,
Why'm I waiting?
Grab a hammer and start smashing some faces!!
Now they've broken every vase I have,
each skull i cave in, two more replace it,
and space to slay these things is cut in half.
No time to waste, me vs a million of these things,
or crash though this pane of glass
and see what terror nature brings.
I should've thrown something hard first,
it's not like the movie it hurts.
Rather have glass shards scar up my back,
than have zombies eat my ass.
Groaning and grunting
the undead munching my friend, Duncan,
notice something.
me mumbling.
"in comics they're fun, but it sucks being hunted."
I start running to avoid an unwanted exit,
not expecting to see my neighbors
as victims of vicious vivisections!
It was too much, I nearly fainted.
Tripped on a stick, twisted my ankle and sprained it.
Managed to scramble across a parking lot.
The vision this grisly scene has painted,
just needs a sample by Sir Mix-a-Lot!
Now's a great time to play it..
Put 'em down in the ground, but they came right back.
Zombie Attack!
No need to be afraid!
As long as I'm alive I'll keep killing these things
that don't want to stay in their graves!
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Brainless
02:34
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Brainless
Anything helps.
Tell me what to think so I don't have to myself.
Brainless
A penny for your thoughts.
A low-cost lobotomy oughtta help even the odds.
Brainless
A wise man once said:
"Son, put a hat over that, it's likely to fall out your head, then you'll be
Brainless"
Look at the one you waste.
You ain't got style, but if you don't mind, I'll see if you've got taste.
Keeping it smooth
Brand new, never used.
Wrinkle-free, like my laundry!
Brainless, and he smells so good.
Brainless, he reeks of spinal fluid!
Brainless,
Anything helps
when you've been living in the shadows and quotes of somebody else.
Brainless,
Heard it's the thought that counts,
they should shut their mouths,
some of us don't know how because we're
Brainless.
by now you know
I got no Frontal, Occipital, Parietal, or Temporal lobes.
Brainless
Never worry,
never learned how.
who's the dumb one now?
I'll wipe the drool from my mouth
Keeping it smooth,
brand-new
never used
wrinkle-free, like my laundry!
just
tell me what I should think
fill in the blanks for me.
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Caught in a Coffin
01:24
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Just caught in a coffin
minor, temporary problem..
Scratching and clawing
soften the rotten wood box I'd fought not to got in.
just caught in a coffin
Sweating thru cotton shroud
sawdust cloud causing me to be coughing.
just about to fade out, be forgotten,
leave this Earth, not allowed,
even at saving my own fur I'm worthless.
so, do I deserve this?
Sir, answer this.
I'll change my ways.
encourage, nervous no one heard.
Shifting weights dumped my body during my funeral service,
It's so absurd.
Stood up, untucked my shirt
and made my way to the curb.
No longer caught in a coffin.
Not caught in a coffin.
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Sittin' on a corner to beg
not picky, I'll take an arm or a leg.
Being undead ain't as easy as you'd think
You don't think
you just eat
or you just think eat
eat what they think
It's confusing, man,
see what I mean?
Got tired of chasing down meat
so I set up shop down the street
and let you bring it to me.
You don't need both kidneys
you don't need that whole liver
when you see me at that light be the best giver you can be
or I might lunge
de-lung and de-liver ya
deliver a fright, shiver spines
of those folks reflected in your rearview mirror
to be clear, we don't wanna use fear
for BODY PARTicipation here,
heard it makes you taste weird.
we ain't gonna be wasting nearly any organs
due to ignorance dear.
On this special occasion
of your first organ donation! Cheers!
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Not Dead, Not Yet
01:18
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We all have bad days,
they just make the good ones seem even better.
Caused people being rude,
heard your mood can be affected by the weather.
You can garnish my wages, but these pages hold gold.
Told my life, written with rhymes,
a different story each time.
Curse words in each verse, followed by slurred verbs,
if seen in public, you'd "Observe the Absurd."
I live my life by a saying I once heard..
it goes:
At least you're not dead, not yet
Does the tone of my voice make that sound like a threat?
i said:
At least you're not dead, not yet.
No. No. No.
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