Knock Galley West - Undead West | Текст песни

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• Knock Galley West
• Undead West

They're digging up the graves and old tombstones
Looking for a body desperado unknown
Trying to solve the murder of one Mr Jones
Dug up all the dirt but there was no one in the hole

Zombie killings of the Wild Wild West
A desperado of the dead, true to his guns after death!
Zombie killings of the Wild Wild West
A desperado of the dead, true to his guns after death!

Now there's murders happenin' left and right
They're dragging bodies to the grave every single night
The only connection that they can see
Is a bullet in the gut and blood running down the street

(Chorus)
(Guitar solo, Drums chime in)

This undead outlaw won't let it rest
He's got the fire of the devil in his soul and the smell of brimstone on his flesh

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