Lordi Night Of The Loving Dead
Now beware the streets tonight,
Lay low till the sunrise.
The undead Casanovas, hunt for love
Look the doors, drop the blinds,
Keep quiet and stay inside.
But nothing helps when push comes to shove.
Bequeth thy loving. My body's cold
I take you in my coffin, where you can kiss my bones.
On the Night of the loving dead.
Love the un-living, no skins attached.
On the Night of the loving dead.
The Night of the loving dead.
Dressing sharp, au naturel,
Looking drop dead gorgeous.
Sins of the rotten flesh for you to hold.
My caress is terminal,
'cause my touch is torture.
There's no way in hell I'll let you go.
Bequeth thy loving. My body's cold
I take you in my coffin, where you can kiss my bones.
On the Night of the loving dead.
Love the un-living, no skins attached.
On the Night of the loving dead.
The Night of the loving dead.
Six feet underground.
If I had a heart you would make it pound.
You make the dead come alive!
[solo-Amen]
On the Night of the loving dead.
Love the un-living, no skins attached.
On the Night of the loving dead.
Love the un-living, no skins attached.
On the Night of the loving dead.
Love the un-living, no skins attached.
On the Night of the loving dead.
The Night of the loving dead!
