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'Zombie Crew' is taken from the album "The Hallowed and the Heathen" Directed by Paul Yeadon & Darren Richardson, 2004 Visit: https://sendmoreparamedicsuk.com/ Lyrics: Back from the dead, goin’ to the show I can’t feel my pulse, but I’m still gonna go I’m clinically deceased, but I don’t give a fuck I’m a flesh-creepin’ horror and I’m ready to rock! Rockin’ with my friends the zombie crew ZOMBIE CREW 10,000 Volts of current fills the room ZOMBIE CREW A sea of flailing arms, demented grins ZOMBIE CREW Thunder fills the air as the madness begins! A horde of gibbering, braindead freaks In search of flesh we walk the streets A congregation of the slain I’m gonna eat your brain! Do the zombie-shuffle like an old-school ghoul We’re the backups from beyond, we’re the cannibal crew We’re the rockin’ resurrected and we’ve come for your head Let’s party like we’re fuckin’ dead! Three weeks dead, you smell like shit We’re the monsters of the mosh, demons of the pit This night was made for us, we’re the living dead I’m gonna eat your fuckin’ head! We’re rockin’ to some red-hot lixx And fleeing from those redneck hicks Suffering this post-mortal pain I’m gonna eat your brain! Do the zombie-shuffle like an old-school ghoul We’re the backups from beyond, we’re the cannibal crew We’re the rockin’ resurrected and we’ve come for your head Let’s party like we’re fuckin’ dead! Three weeks dead, you smell like shit We’re the monsters of the mosh, demons of the pit This night was made for us, we’re the living dead I’m gonna feast upon your heart and eat your fuckin’ head! Back from the dead, goin’ to the show I can’t feel my pulse, but I tell you mom I’m gonna go I’m clinically deceased, but I don’t give a fuck ‘Cause I’m a flesh-creepin’ horror and I’m ready to rock! Rockin’ with my friends the zombie crew ZOMBIE CREW 10,000 Volts of current fills the room ZOMBIE CREW A sea of flailing arms, demented grins ZOMBIE CREW Your chances of survival could be slim! ℗+© 2001 – 2021 In at the Deep End Records, Send More Paramedics. All Rights Reserved.