Misfits — Night of the Living Dead Live

[Intro] No oh No No [Verse 1] Stumble in somnambulance so Pre-dawn corpses come to life Armies of the dead survive Armies of the hungry ones Only ones, lonely ones Ripped up like shredded-wheat Only ones, lonely ones Be a sort of human picnic [Chorus] This ain’t no lovin' This ain’t no happening This ain't no feelin' in my arm [Bridge] No No Oh Oh [Verse 2] You think you're a zombie, you think it's a scene Some monster magazine, well Open your eyes, too late, no fantasy, cause [Chorus] This ain't no lovin' This ain't no happiness' This ain't no feeling in my arm [Outro] Oh No No oh No No