.Now itâs two A.M. The streetâs cold and barren
Rain cominâ down, he staggers by just starrinâ
Young cold bony fingers, ragged soul-less and hardened
In the search and the quest of a fixâuh in the back of a junkyard.
And heâs goinâ back for more, doinâ the zombie shuffle
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