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What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day
Life's great when graveyard is your home
What a day, what a day, what a day
Undead rotting bones
When we come to town
The people just keep their heads down
Trying to escape
Corpses all over the place
Maggots in my brain
Believe me, I don't feel no pain
Fingers are my tools
Bloodthirst is pretty cool
Soon you'll see, you run out of time
What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day
Life's great when graveyard is your home
What a day, what a day, what a day
Undead rotting bones
Neon nights are bright
Nobody of us saw daylight
Cannot lose our lites
No limits in the minds
Killin' just for fun
Tomorrow it will be your turn
Going straight to hell
Agony, I can tell
Soon you'll see, you run out of time
What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day
Life's great when graveyard is your home
What a day, what a day, what a day
Undead rotting bones
When we come to town
The people just keep their heads down
Trying to escape
Corpses all over the place
Maggots in my brain
Believe me, I don't feel no pain
Fingers are my tools
Bloodthirst is pretty cool
Soon you'll see, you run out of time
What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day
Life's great when graveyard is your home
What a day, what a day, what a day
Undead rotting bones
What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones When we come to town The people just keep their heads down Trying to escape Corpses all over the place Maggots in my brain Believe me, I don't feel no pain Fingers are my tools Bloodthirst is pretty cool Soon you'll see, you run out of time What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones Neon nights are bright Nobody of us saw daylight Cannot lose our lites No limits in the minds Killin' just for fun Tomorrow it will be your turn Going straight to hell Agony, I can tell Soon you'll see, you run out of time What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones When we come to town The people just keep their heads down Trying to escape Corpses all over the place Maggots in my brain Believe me, I don't feel no pain Fingers are my tools Bloodthirst is pretty cool Soon you'll see, you run out of time What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones