Misfits
Misfits - London Dungeon lyrics
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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 wanna be in your London Dungeon I don't wanna be 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 wanna be in your London Dungeon I don't wanna be 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 wanna be in your London Dungeon I don't wanna be 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
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Author: Glenn Danzig
Composer: Glenn Danzig
Publisher: Caroline Records, Inc.
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