Undead

Undead! 
Undead! 
Undead! 
Undead! 
Undead! 

You better get up out the way, 
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, 
And no, I don't give a [bad word] what you think and say, 
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. 
(Undead!) 

(Undead!) 
You better get up out the way, 
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, 
And no, I don't give a [bad word] what you think and say, 
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. 

Now I see that [bad word] writin' on the wall 
When you see, J-3-T, 
Thirty deep, he's down to brawl [bad word] those haters I see, 
Cause I hate that you breathe,  
I see you duck, 
You little punk, 
You little [bad word] disease, 
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm, 
Boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car, 
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs - we never go far, 
And when you see us [bad word]  
better know who we are. 

I got one thing to say to punk asses who hate,  [bad word] who don't know what, 
You better watch what you say. 
From these industry [bad word]  
To these [bad word] [bad word] punks, 
You don't know what it takes, 
To get this [bad word] truck. 

I'm already loud maybe, 
It's a little too late, 
Johnny's taking heads off of all the [bad word] who hate, 
'Cause I'm like god, [bad word]  there's a price to pay, 
Yeah, I'm a god, [bad word]  and it's judgment day!

(Undead!) 
You better get up out the way, 
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, 
And no, I don't give a [bad word] what you think and say, 
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. 
(Undead!) 

(Undead!) 
You better get up out the way, 
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, 
And no, I don't give a [bad word] what you think and say, 
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. 

I'm getting used to this nuisance, 
And all the [bad word] who bad mouth this music, 
It's [bad word] stupid and foolish of you to think you can do this, 
You cowards can't, never will, don't even try to pursue it. 
I took the chance, I played the bill, I nearly died for this music. 

You make me wanna run around, pulling my guns out and [bad word]  
Your tempting me to run my mouth, and call you out on this [bad word]  
How ignorant you gotta be to believe any of this,
You need to slit your wrist, get [bad word] and go jump off a bridge,

What? You can't see the sarcasm in the verses I spit? 
What? You think I just got lucky and didn't work for this [bad word]   [bad word]  I've been working at this ever since I was a kid, 
I played a million empty shows to only family and friends. 

What kind of person disses a band that deserves to get big?
I'd hate to be that person when my verse comes out of the kid's lips. 
That [bad word] s as worse as it gets. 
This verse is over, I quit. 
Signed Charlie Scene on your girlfriend's [bad word]  

(Undead!) 
You better get up out the way, 
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, 
And no, I don't give a [bad word] what you think and say, 
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. 
(Undead!) 

(Undead!) 
You better get up out the way, 
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today, 
And no, I don't give a [bad word] what you think and say, 
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway. 

White boys with tattoos, 
We are pointing right at you, 
We are breaking everything, r-rowdy like a classroom, 
Pack of wolves, 
'Cause we don't follow the rules, 
And when you're running your mouth, 
Our razor blades come out, 
Because it's nothing in my life except my [bad word] and what I spit, 
So my [bad word] is in my hand when I respond to [bad word] talking [bad word]  
Speaking of [bad word]  already wrap with the drag, 
We killed him and then we stuffed his body in the