Return Of The Living Dead

When there's no more room down there in hell anymore
 Old man lucifer's gonna laugh and slam the door
 Leavin us to walk the earth when we die
 Make this place a living hell for those left alive
 It don't make no difference either way
 What do you think we're gonna save
 It don't take no death to end your life
 When you're born into the grave
 Return of the living dead
 I stalk the dark and narrow path and that's for sure
 Between the legs of someone's ill-begotten whore
 Singin all my songs on this broken guitar
 Funeral procession from bar-room to bar
 It don't make no difference either way
 What do you think we're gonna save
 It don't take no death to end your life
 When you're born into the grave
 It don't make no difference either way
 What do you think we're gonna save
 It don't take no death to end your life
 When you're born into the grave