To the tune of Luka, by Suzanne Vega
My name was Luka
I died on the second floor
Putrescing upstairs from you
Yes I think you've smelled me before
If you hear shambling late at night
Moaning, screaming, or a firefight
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun
I think it's 'cause I'm hungry
Since I crawled out of the ground
Ain't no room left in hell now
That's why I'm still walkin' 'round
They only scream until they die
And after that, you eat their thigh
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore
Didn't really dig my grave
Moved back upstairs again
May me borrow cup of braaaaains?
Wait, why do you run away?
I'll just gnaw on this leg bone
and lurk until you get back home
Just dont look behind your door
Just dont look behind your door
Just dont look behind your door
My name was luka
I died on the second floor
Putrescing upstairs from you
Yes I think you've smelled me before
If you hear shambling late at night
Moaning, screaming, or a firefight
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun
They only scream until they die
And after that, you eat their thigh
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore
The version about Suzanne Vega's bad neighbor…
Suzanne Vega - luka | ||
Found at skreemr.com |
Down with the sickness?
Infect everyone and let
the devil sort 'em out!