The night of the living dead is on its way
With the credit report for two day call
It’s a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin, ten percent for free
Red light special at the Muslim leer
Give me something that I need
Sadness likes to guarantee to you
What’s the consolation prize
Caught in these side dreams of hope
When I was kid I thought
Wanted all the things that haven’t want
Oh but I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
Tell the difference between thieves and crooks
Lesson learned between me and you
Give me something that I need
Sadness likes to guarantee to you
Cause I’m thinking of a brand new hope
The one I’ve never known
Where it goes
I know it’s all I ever wanted