They Rise!

by Invincible Pigs

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I went to an open mic night and as I was cycling home I thought "I could write a love song, how hard can it be?".
The next weekend I had a long drive up the M5 to visit a friend in Liverpool and I got down to business. Anyway, here's a song about Margaret Thatcher rising from the dead to steal my weekend.

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I woke up on Friday morn
stifling a moan
just one more day to shamble through
and the weekends all my own
I got down to the office
but all the doors were locked
I muttered something 'neath my breath
and I got an awful shock

I saw a shambling horde of zombies
They were standing all around
Moaning, groaning, rotting flesh
and nary no way out

I went to work with a baseball bat
I cut myself a path
And as I feld for safety
Well I couldn't help but laugh

Coz the dead they rose on Friday
I swear it's just not fair
I just want my weekend
But the dead don't seem to care
They could've done it Monday
I swear it's just my luck
I just want my weekend
but the dead don't give a

Stuck knee deep in corpses
It goes from bad to worse
Seems Satan sought a soul-mate
She rolled up in a hearse
She drove er way down into Hell
Love at first sight
Formed an unholy union
But not for workers' rights

It's the undead Maggie Thatcher
She's arisen from the grave
She was thirsty for your milk
Now she's hungry for your brains
She leads a horde of demons
The likes you've never seen
They say the lady's not for turning?
She's turning kinda green

And the dead they rose on Friday
I swear it's just not fair
I just want my weekend
But the dead don't seem to care
They could've done it Monday
I swear it's just my luck
I just want my weekend
but the dead don't give a

Ducking down in Highgate
Things get kinda weird
I met another moaning mob
Their leader had... a beard?
He held a hammer
He held a sickle
He only eats the ruling class
I rubbed my eyes in disbelief...
It's the undead Karl Marx.

They fell up on each other
and I was at the start
of the undead revolution
that was about to start

Beacause the dead
They rise!
Before your eyes
And the restless dead
See red
See red

Saw Trotskyin the melee
The icepick from his head
I saw Reagan batter Castro
With his own severed leg

When it all was over
it seemed like such a shame
Because the winners were the workers
But the workers ate my brains.

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released November 9, 2019
Mastered by 808hz Mastering - 808hz.com

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