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He's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie. Crucified in the evening light and I am dead by dawn. All the things I thought were right I've come to learn are wrong. Chased down the street again With a chainsaw in my hand Can't you see I'm not a man. My flesh is green. No sympathy. There's nothing for me. He's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie. Brought back from the dead again and the necronomicon is my only friend The evergreen terrace is where I used to stick my claim. Walked down the street again When I stop I find a shotgun to my rotting head. No red will show Just let it go I can hear it calling. Letras de cancionesHe's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie. Well patience is a virtue Past down onto every man. Will you stand, To wait and see, Or will you dial Z For Zombie? He's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie From Letras Mania