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• Artiste: Tankard
• Titre: U-R-B
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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