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Zombies In My Basement

from To Die In The Sky by Pressure Clown

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Zombies In My Basement

I manufacture zombies in my basement - Spend all my extra time - Unchain them and I place them - Developing this virus, inject into the newly dead - They're alive - But now I have to keep em fed - I manufacture zombies in my basement - Spend all my extra time - Unchain them and I place them - Developing this virus, inject into the newly dead - They're alive - But now I have to keep em fed - I release them in the woods, or at the park, I pack them in the van and go rollin after dark - If the police give chase, I will erase - Throw em in the van and make another fuckin zombie case - When I was a kid I used to wanna kill zombies so I did it - And now the world's gettin sicker by the minute - The undead army lies deep within the trees, If a zombies on your neck bitch please don't complain to me - I manufacture zombies in my basement, See my laboratory sittin just adjacent, the corpses of the living dead are chained to my walls, I spend about a G a month on motherfucking Lysol, I manufacture zombies in my basement, sometimes I have to run and stop and chase them - There will be no use for morgues until they all live again - Tonight, the battle begins, get your sawed off and your biggest blade c'mon dig in, Get yourself a slice, or a blast of the guts, red meat, splatter, blad blood from the cuts, I'll be choppin em up - I'm a reanimator - Leave a bloody aftermath, got demons in my head that help me do the math - Make your brain bleed like some C+C+C's, when you get bit you're gonna catch it like the rabies, You can't save me, When I'm in the laboratory, I get gory and juicy, got my zombie girlfriend, her name's Lucy - Try to focus on reality but it seems like demons always get a grip on my salary - I know the love and light is in me, and it's bound to be, more real than the monster that's breathin on my mortality, but however it shall be - Evil is my game - And I'll never ever ever be the same - I manufacture zombies in my basement - Spend all my extra time - Unchain them and I place them - Developing this virus, inject into the newly dead - They're alive - But now I have to keep em fed - I manufacture zombies in my basement, sometimes I have to run to the street, and chase them - There will be no use for morgues until they all live again, When I grow up I wanna be a zombie killa, just me and my sword and a blunt, and fuck the skrilla, cause mindless bloodshed makes me happy mommy - I'm going to town - with a fuckin machete on me - A few severed heads and about, 20 arms, a siamese octopus, in a bloody body farm - It's legal as long as I'm a zombie bounty hunter - It's piles of bloody meat forever I hope it's longer - I manufacture zombies in my basement, sometimes I fucking love to run and chase them, chop them into peices they're still moving mommy - It's like a boa constrictor salami - Is it okay, if I bomb the whole country? Can I be your hero, and will you try to take it from me? I love to make zombies in my basement, and you know, you can't ever trace them. Always got a take out a little anger on something, why not bust a zombie with a cannon? It's nothing. Satisfying splatter make a splash on my page, and a repeated death saves me a ball of rage, it's like a stress ball at work, or some target practice, only flesh is better than some fuckin plastic, and you don't wanna miss, that's what this is, you got that walkin at you ready to bite, livin and loving and killing zombies is the only way to ride - In my basement, do know what else to do, I just had a replacement, I blasted him too, and I need some ammunition, hands back on my sword, what an awkward position, I'm surrounded by all the zombies in my basement, If these are my last words I'm sorry for defacement of reality and humanity, And for all the world's just a zombie ball, gimme all the blood you got and fuck 'em all.... WRRRRRRRAAAAAARAAAAAAAAAAAA

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from To Die In The Sky, released June 22, 2017

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Pressure Clown Toledo, Washington

Myweirdmusic is a thing I've been doing here and there off and on since I was a kid in 6th grade. It's sequenced on old DOS tracker programs and it's mostly derived from samples of sounds I made, older stuff samples films, the radio. One uses SEGA Genesis sounds for the beats. Guitar, kazoo, beat box, whatever I had to do to accomplish the idea.Thanks for supporting my mad scientist orchestrations ... more

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