Testo di Zombie Shuffle

Now it’s two am, the street’s cold and barren Rain comin’ down, he staggers by just starrin’ Young cold bony fingers, ragged soul-less and hardened In the search and the quest of a fix’uh, in the back of a junkyard And he’s goin’ back for more, doin’ the zombie shuffle He’s goin back for more, oh He takes an old crusty needle and stabs it in his arm His heart begins to pound and he’s about to buy the farm Staggering feeling like superman, aimless and flying high Begs for some pocket change from everyone passing by Back for more, back for more Give it to me! He looks, he looks around the city And hangs his scabby head Everyone’s doing fine except the living dead When zombies come out at night!