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The Clockwork Project
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Pink Tarmac
Close his eyes and put an anvil on his head,
pretend that ain't that heavy.
Curse and damn the zombie tango,
down the main and lick the gravy.
Fog is thick and the tarmac's voodoo,
all is well in the hunt for gain.
Draging your feet at the pace of mother,
all is well in the hunt for brains.
Zombie talks, zombie walks,
you gotta shoot them in the head.
Zombie drugs, zombie shruggs,
you gotta shoot them in the head.
Kiss the lips of dancing shadows,
loose the lips on the dead man's grin.
Stretch the limit 'til it pops.
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Two steps back and push again.
Sleepy little platitudes,
ad them up to make them rule.
Raise your sweetest voice to scream,
'I am tool, I am mule.'¨
Zombie talks, zombie walks,
you gotta shoot them in the head.
Zombie drugs, zombie shruggs,
you gotta shoot them in the head.
Zombie talks, zombie walks,
you gotta shoot them in the head.
Zombie drugs, zombie shruggs,
you gotta shoot them in the head.
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