Raise The Dead

Hey you

The soul of rock'n'roll

Was buried in a hole

Yeah, you

Can't you hear the beat?

Can't you feel the heat?

Cardiac heart attack

Paint it black

You know they never did the (reaper)

Hey you

They played the devil's (role)

They never lost their soul

They only lost control

So let's raise

You gotta scream now

So let's raise the dead

Hey you

The spirit in the ground

Still makes an evil sound

Yeah, you

The creatures buried there

Are coming up for air

Cardiac heart attack

Paint it black

You know they never did the (reaper)

A sudden quick demise

And so the body dies

But the music stays alive

So let's raise the dead

You gotta scream now

So let's raise the dead

Raise the dead

Raise the dead

Raise the dead

You gotta dig a little deeper now

Raise the dead

Raise the dead

Raise the dead

You gotta get a little creepy, yeah

So let's raise the dead

Songwriters

EZRIN, ROBERT ALAN / DEPP, JOHNNY / HENRIKSEN, TOMMY / WITKINS, BRUCE / FURNIER, VINCENT / KLONEL, ROBERT N.Published by

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