Oh watch our hearts pump as we go back into action
Hmm giving satisfaction and getting some too
And hear our blood roar as we roll a lucky seven
From hell or from heaven We're past but we're due
We're back from the dead
And ready for bed
We're out of the shroud
And back with our crowd
Nothing's more fun than flipping off the Reaper
We're back on our beeper heading straight for the top
It's not so hard to avoid a mid-death crisis
No coffee no spices but rock till you drop
When the blood red moon peeps over the naked hills
When the nightshade blooms beside the rocky road to daylight's end
And the spirits reinhabit their cast away bodies of yore
Don't say i didn't warn you
We're back from the dead
And we're banging your head a ha ha ha
Better off dead than still better off living
The gift keeps on giving andit's taking no more
No time like the past but no rhyme like the present
The first shall be last and we're slamming death's door