Ms. Triniti — Like the Living Dead

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The freaks are out
Right around the stroke of midnight
It’s a full moon now
We’re getting ready for a big fright
The creeps are crawling
The bogeyman’s bawling
Following the sound of the werewolf’s calling
Bring your own blood
Cause we’ll be getting torn up tonight
The monster ball is the place to be
Clacking bones with the R.I.P
There’ll be
Dancin’, groovin’
Howlin’ at the moon
This beat will rattle your bones
There’ll be
Rollin’, rockin’
Get up outcha coffin
Ain’t nobody goin’ home
DJ bogeyman spins a spooky jam
Then we lose our heads
No one parties like the living dead

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Skeletons rattling, mummy’s unravelling
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Zombies shuffling, vampires glamouring
The crypt is hot
Selector’s causing a commotion
Don’t ask what
(You what?)
They’re putting in the magic potion
(Nah mate that’s just weird)
The monster ball is the place to be
Clacking bones with the R.I.P
There’ll be
Dancin’, groovin’
Howlin’ at the moon
This beat will rattle your bones
(This beat will rattle your bones)
There’ll be
Rollin’, rockin’
Get up outcha coffin
Ain’t nobody goin’ home
(Ain’t nobody goin’ home)
DJ bogeyman spins a spooky jam
Then we lose are heads
(Lose are heads)
No one parties like the living dead

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Skeletons rattling, mummy’s unravelling
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Zombies shuffling, vampires glamouring
Put your claws in the air
Let me know you’re out there
If you’re feeling alright
If you’re feeling okay say
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
(I can’t hear you)
Put you’re claws in the air
Let me know you’re out there
If you’re feeling alright
If you’re feeling okay say
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
(Oh yes)
There’ll be
Dancin’, groovin’
(Dancin’)
Howling at the moon
(At the moon)
This beat will rattle your bones
(Ahhh)
There’ll be
Rollin’, rockin’
(Rollin’)
Get up outcha coffin
(Your coffin)
Ain’t nobody goin’ home
(Ahhh)
DJ bogeyman spins a spooky jam
Then we lose our heads
No one parties like the living dead

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la