Original lyrics

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Death is in the air, something’s not alright I took a peek outside, it was an evil sight A rotting corpse was eating my neighbor’s head Just like a scene from the living dead Freaks outside tried to break down my front door They’ve had a taste of blood and now they’re wanting more There’s a gun in the basement There’s a body on the pavement Dead saturday, dead saturday Tried to bail but I lost the keys to my car I’ve got a feeling that we’re not going to get that far They’re coming in through the window This is not an innuendo Dead saturday, dead saturday Dead saturday, dead saturday Manifestation, bad vibration Life cancellation, amputation They’re going to feed on us tonight Mass annihilation, disintegration, Hazardous mutations, ill communication They’re going to feed on us tonight Better run for your fucking life Dead saturday, dead saturday Dead saturday, dead saturday