Chucks Nation - Zombeef | Текст песни

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A big bunch of zombeefs, praying for their sake
A little cup of fries, trying to stay French
Attacked by flies and billions of giant bugs
Food for their neighbor, French fries and zombie burgers

I don't know exactly why, but I still pray with them
I think we're afraid of the same old freaking end
Hard to believe, but we have a common goal
Don't be swallowed like French fries and zombie burgers

It's hard to fulfill a big head by such tiny ears
It's hard to grow some vegetables who don't stand your fertilizer
Some day we'll split out
But for now we're fighting hard the outsider
For now we're fighting hard the outsider
For now we fight

French fries and zombie burgers
If you think we're going down, you're dreaming all the way

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