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Went to a party late one night
Could tell that something wasn’t right
Their eyes were glowing red
“We are Undead”
Licked my lips I got a feeling
To taste a human beings brains
I turned to my girlfriend
This is what I said
I don’t have time for love
I only want your guts
I’m gonna eat your brains
Cuz zombies don’t have girlfriends
After that I filled my bloodlust
Can’t feel any remorse
No ability to feel sad
“We are undead”
Hunger never going to cease
Soul is never at peace
Lick my lips and hit the streets
Still ex-girlfriends to eat
I don’t have time for love
I only want your guts
I’m gonna eat your brains
Cuz zombies don’t have girlfriends
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2. |
Want Too Much
01:30
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I want too much
I’m reaching for your touch
I said I want too much
Oh but I need a crutch
I want I want too much
I had her in my hands
But I don’t understand
I had her in my hands
But I’m only one man
I want I want too much
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3. |
Your Mom's New Boyfriend
01:24
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I don’t know where she met him
At the legion, or the casino,
Your mom has shitty taste in guys
Things are going to suck for you,
I realize that
Things juts aint the same at home
Since you’re daddy’s gone
Spends her nights just
bumming drinks
From every guy she meets
I know things are
totally messed up,
Looks like a child molester
Suck your mom’s new
boyfriend’s moving in.
I think I saw him in a porno once,
He has a mustache,
wears cut off jean shorts
He looks like Freddy Mercury
Things are going to suck for you
Yeah I can see that.
Things juts aint the same at home
Since you’re daddy’s gone
Spends her nights just
bumming drinks
From every guy she meets
I know things are
totally messed up,
Looks like a child molester
Suck your moms new
boyfriend’s moving in.
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4. |
Bad Ramones
02:17
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I believe in Miracles
Zero Zero UFO’s
I wanna watch something
that scares me
I wanna watch Pet Sematary
You always treat me
like a little toy
I am not your Animal Boy
Only Halfway to Sanity
I wanna Live I wanna Be Free
I aint got nothing of my own
Everything I try to write
just sounds like bad Ramones
No I aint, nothing but a clone
Everything I try to write
just sounds like bad Ramones
We want the airwaves
but got nowhere to go
Everything I say sounds
like Mondo Bizarro
I have Pleasant Dreams
but I can not lie
Because I am Too Tough to Die
I think something is in my drink
I had a Brain Drain
no I can’t think
I don’t wanna grow up,
I don’t wanna be dull
I said goodbye Adios Amigos
I aint got nothing of my own
Everything I try to write
just sounds like bad Ramones
No I aint, nothing but a clone
Everything I try to write
just sounds like bad Ramones
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The Graboids Halifax, Nova Scotia
Self loathing party animals sing garage punk songs about drinking too much, smoking too much, eating too much and aging too much. The Graboids live show is alcohol fueled and as chaotic as possible using all bodies in attendance as potential props. They have released 3 EP’s and continue to keep a close connection to the cult classic that is their namesake. ... more
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