Shackle and chains
Straight to the grave
Buried alive
Rattle the cage
Woa
Dead man walking
So lock your door
Lock your door
There aint no where to go
Danger follow you home
Woa
Dead man walking
Woa
Dead man walking

Oh
Woa oh
Oh

I don't wanna wake up
I wanna go back to sleep
I'll take my chances on the lottery

Doing nothing is fine
If it's nothing you need
I can always find love for lease
Yeah, I got a real job
But I'm already late
Can I blame the bus for not enough sick days
Laying

Solomon Grundy
Born on a Monday
Christened on Tuesday
Married on Wednesday

Took ill on Thursday
Grew worse on Friday
Died on Saturday
Buried on Sunday
That was the end

Of Solomon Grundy
Solomon Grundy
Solomon Grundy
Born on a Monday

Chris

Hear the thunder
Bring the rage
There’s a rumble
In the cage
Feel the trouble
Hit the gain
It's the final countdown
Ohh
Its the new age

Ain’t gon let nobody cross me now
Its gon take a lot to slow me down
Oooaaa
From the rubble, we got crush them