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• Artiste: Flipron
• Titre: Zombie blues
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I only wanted to sing and i can't even talk but i'm awake i can moan and i can just about walk though my toes are falling out of my rotten old funeral shoes and the moon makes a dawn for the remnants like me for the hands that hang like guilty men for the sightless eyes that see for the mummified memories of love that dead hearts cannot bear to lose for the zombies who must sing the blues as we stagger through the night time and the moon climbs higher I hear the moans of a new nation of a great zombie choir and you've made it very clear that we're not welcome in your town oh but we're going to stick around irresistably guided by your unmistakeable, incandescent beacon of sound oh yeah we heard you sing the zombie blues we heard you sing the zombie blues we heard you sing the zombie blues and if you want to sing a different song you're going to have to choose oh well you wear you living flesh with such a strut and such a swagger but when things don't go your way you start the zombie moan and stagger and there's a rotten smell about the way you mummify your feelings and your views and the faces of the dead that are pressed against you gate are like those voiceless longings with which you push against your fate and you're going to have to face them and lose those things you cannot bear to lose or else you've got to sing the zombie blues we heard you sing the zombie blues we heard you sing the zombie blues we heard you sing the zombie blues