Misfits London Dungeon (Take2) Lyrics

They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their british hell

Make sure your face is clean now
Cant have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the yanks in british hell

I dont wanna be here in your london dungeon
I dont wanna be here in your british hell
Aint no mystery why Im in misery in hell
Heres hoping youre swell

They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their british hell

I dont wanna be here in your london dungeon
I dont wanna be here in your british hell
Aint no mystery why Im in misery in hell
Heres hoping youre swell

Make sure your face is clean now
Cant have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the yanks in british hell

I dont wanna be here in your london dungeon
I dont wanna be here in your british hell
Aint no mystery why Im in misery in hell

Heres hoping youre swell
Heres hoping youre swell
Heres hoping youre swell
Heres hoping youre swell

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