Tankard - U-R-B Lyrics

Artist: Tankard

Album: Miscellaneous

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


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