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The freaks in the streets, the nuns with the shotguns

The graves rolling by your side

Survival of the fittest and there ain't no pity

No one gets out alive

In the concrete jungle it's the well of the damned

Why won’t you step inside and you'll understand

Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves

The house of the sane; no one can be saved

Rolling six feet under, rolling

Rolling six feet under, rolling

Rolling six feet under, roll and keep on rolling

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die

Another day to bleed, another day to die

Another day to blackout and then go blind

Maniacal blitzkrieged where the maggots play God

Where the souls of the lost come to die

In the concrete jungle it's the well of the damned

Why won’t you step inside and you'll understand

Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves

The house of the sane; no one can be saved

Rolling six feet under, rolling

Rolling six feet under, rolling

Rolling six feet under, roll and keep on rolling

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die once again

No one gets out - they're ready to die