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Bonfires burning bright, Little dead are out in droves
— Misfits (band)
Bonfires burning bright, Little dead are out in droves
They called us walking corpses Put us in their British hell
The corpses all hang headless and limp, We'll bathe tonight.
All I wanted to say and all I gotta do Hey, me or you?
I got somethin' to say As long as she's spread
