Lyrics Undead - The Walking Talking Stephen Hawking

I'm out on the street tonight
Been 'bout time I picked a fight
Booze and ego fill my head
Looking like the walking dead

Tonight alive
Tomorrow undead

I just found some poor guy
Gonna spit him in the eye
Throw a punch while he's surprised
Downwards cause he's not my size

Tonight alive
Tomorrow undead
Ya!

Seems like he was with a gang
They followed me to get revenge
Beat the shit out of me
Too bad that I have no friends!

Tomorrow undead
Hurting my head
In a few days
I'll be back again
Booze fueled I'll rise
Feeling alive!