Living Dead

Shoot out the locks
Shatter the windows
Destroy belongings
Leave the letter on the table
Yeah we'll be gone before they get home in the morn'
We put your invoice in the mail
So send a check when you are able
Yeah we'll be gone before they get home in their beds
We'll take the babies and crack open pretty heads
Yeah we'll be gone before they get home like I said
Oh we'll be gone before they get home in their beds
We are the living dead, don't you care about our cred?
We don't give a fuck about your ethics,
Who you are, where you come from
Or all the other shit you've done
We don't care at all about obsessions, your confessions,
We don't care about the office you have run