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Down at the ball park
And you know there's that song
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He's a sitting in a corner down by the ???
Oh, it's all down at the ball park
Ohhh down
Place in your heart
Paisley Park is in your heart

There is a woman who sits
All alone by the pier
Her husband was naughty
And caused his wife so
reparations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop bein controlled, we black zombies

[Chorus]
Walkin'
A pocketful of silver, the key to heaven's door 

Lakeside Park
Willows in the breeze
Lakeside Park
So many memories
Laughing rides
Midway lights
A pocketful of silver, the key to heaven's door 

Lakeside Park
Willows in the breeze
Lakeside Park
So many memories
Laughing rides
Midway lights
ask
For reparations, then they hit us with tax
And insurance if we live to be old, what about now?
So stop being controlled, we black zombies
A pocketful of silver, the key to heaven's door 

Lakeside Park
Willows in the breeze
Lakeside Park
So many memories
Laughing rides
Midway lights
of undead
Slay the living
Is only object for this
Bestial rotting horde
Slaughtering the helpless,
Slaughter all that lives
Driven by an evil force,
of undead
Slay the living
Is only object for this
bestial rotting horde
Slaughtering the helpless,
slaughter all that lives
Driven by an evil force,
of undead
Slay the living
Is only object for this
Bestial rotting horde
Slaughtering the helpless,
Slaughter all that lives
Driven by an evil force,
error, but I have no fear
London is drowning-and I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, an' go it alone
London
short
I lost my mind
Sitting on a park bench
years away from fighting
to cut a long story short
I lost my mind
Standing in the dark
oh I was
the zombies dance
I have shook the reapers hand - broke his deathly trance
Present at ungodly births - mutants writhe in pain
I'm possessed by Hell itself -
By Terre and Suzzy Roche

He goes to the window to see
He can't help it he's got to look away
Aaah
So many sweethearts strolling in the park again
In twenty years from now
I want to be nowhere
I live life day by day
Just sitting in the same chair

If it wasn't for you
I'd have taken root
of putrefaction seek a ghoulish satisfaction
Killers with a single mission yearn for cranial nutrition

Devil-spawn hatched by thermonuclear war
If you live by
In 20 years from now, I want to be nowhere
I live life day by day just sitting in the same chair
If it wasn't for you, I'd have taken root
You
London is drowning, and I, I live by the river

London calling to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies
There's nothing I want
But money and time
Million dollar bills
And a tick tick tick tick

There's nothing more cruel
Than only nine lives
A limit in
the cards go

There's nothing as fun as coming untied
And running with the kids in the park park park park
There's nothing that hurts like letting you go
Born in filth, no future in sight 
Living of nothing 
What chances for survival exists? 
Is this the way to live? 

Death is a choice 
Walk
of the trains I cuddle on the floor 

Well the park bench, door and
Sleeping in the rain 
Little kids sitting in the shooting gallery 
Set yourself up 
Rom
the feelings of depression and sadness

Good afternoon
We're reporting live in the streets of the Bronx today
chronicling a deadly epidemic sweeping
as I agreed

It just all slips 
Away so slowly
You don't even notice till you've lost a lot
I've been like one of those zombies

In Vegas
Pouring
Disorder in the house
The tub runneth over 
Plaster's falling down in pieces by the couch of pain

Disorder in the house
Time to duck and cover