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
Can't have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the Yanks in British hell
I don't want to be here in your London dungeon
I don't want to be here in your British hell
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in hell
Here's hoping you're swell
They called us walking corpses
Unholy living dead
They had to lock us up
Put us in their British hell
I don't want to be here in your London dungeon
I don't want to be here in your British hell
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in hell
Here's hoping you're swell
Make sure your face is clean now
Can't have no dirty dead
All the corpses here are clean, boy
All the Yanks in British hell
I don't want to be here in your London dungeon
I don't want to be here in your British hell
Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in hell
Here's hoping you're swell
Here's hoping you're swell
Here's hoping you're swell
Here's hoping you're swell
The photo is by Ryan Gee.
Transworld - July 1998 Volume 16 Number 7
2 comments:
That ollie is still amazing...but I'd bet Ed wouldn't bat an eye at that 'poser' guy these days at an opening. Is that too snarky?
I read Mike's interview at the Chrome Ball Incident the other day and he was not thrilled with this at all.
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