Misfits
Night Of The Living Dead
(1979)

  C  G  F  B♭  x 4  2-4e: w/ Noooooooooo

C             F
Stumble in somnambulance so
Pre-dawn corpses come to life
Armies of the dead surviving
Armies of the hungry ones

Only-ones, lonely-ones
Ripped up like shredded-wheat
Only-ones, lonely-ones
Be a sort of human picnic

  A               B♭! BbBbBb! 
  This ain't no loving
  This ain't no happening
  This ain't no feeling in my arm   + G  G! G! G!

  C  G  F  B♭
  Noooooooooo  x 4

You think you're a zombie, you think it's a scene
From some monster magazine
Well, open your eyes too late
This ain't no fantasy well

  Refrain

  Noooooooooo  x 4

  C
  NoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO

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