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Lyrics:
It's The End Of The World
(Verse 1)
In the city's empty streets, a silly fright,
No more shuffling, just shadows in the night.
The moon's on vacay, behind a cloak of dread,
Creepers strolling, craving some brain bread.
(Pre-Chorus)
Once we boogied to jazz in the candlelight,
Now dodging creepers, quite the silly sight.
Our world's gone bananas, on the edge we teeter,
Tryin' not to be undead's main course eater.
(Chorus)
It's the end of the world, can't you dig?
Undead madness, ain't no place to wig.
We're flailing for our lives, against the grind,
In this topsy-turvy world, we'll surely find.
(Verse 2)
Once these streets were alive, with flappers and jive,
Now it's fear and moans, can we high-five?
We grip hope tight, in our stride so wide,
But the creepers' hunger, ain't nothin' to hide.
(Pre-Chorus)
We used to crack up, with laughter and fun,
Now duckin', weavin', on the run.
Our hearts beat silly, with fear and dread,
In this new world, we're better off undead.
(Chorus)
It's the end of the world, can't you dig?
Undead madness, ain't no place to wig.
We're flailing for our lives, against the grind,
In this topsy-turvy world, we'll surely find.
(Bridge)
But even in the goofiest dive,
There's a glimmer of hope to revive.
We'll rise up, like a kazoo band's call,
Together we stand, we'll give it our all.
(Chorus)
It's the end of the world, can't you dig?
Undead madness, ain't no place to wig.
We're flailing for our lives, against the grind,
In this topsy-turvy world, we'll surely find.
(Outro)
So let's keep the beat, and the rhythm alive,
In this undead world, we'll surely thrive.
For even in the end, we'll make our stand,
With our wacky hearts, we'll reclaim our land.
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