Day Of The Dead

Run From Cover -- Day of the dead Lay me out on your table, you'll find I'm inoperable, secret that we'll never tell, a curse to those who know them well, throw the switch that turns me on I say it's right I know it's wrong, I'm among the living dead

Danny I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind I think I've lost my mind Funny Man Woke up one morning on the sunset strip With a half-smoked blunt and some blood on my lip Hit up the brain for that Mary Jane Man,

Hold on, Holy Ghost Go on, hold me close Better run, here we come It's the day of the dead We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams I got all I need strapped right to my head stream I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of bad things I'm really no