Back From The Dead - Spinal Tap

Give me reincarnation

Or give me death

We’re back from the dead

Climbing from the coffin

We don’t come here often

Or so it is said

We’re back from the grave

Recovered from our coma

More body than aroma

It’s life that we crave

Watch our hearts pump as we go back into action (go!)

Giving satisfaction and getting some too

Hear our blood roar as we roll a lucky seven

From hell or from heaven, we’re past but we’re due (but we’re due,

but we’re due, but we’re due)

We’re back from the dead

Putting up resistance

Clinging to existence

And ready for bed

We’re out of the shroud

An end to the becalming

Reversing the embalming

And back with our crowd

Nothing’s more fun than flipping off the reaper (no!)

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 (till you drop, till you drop,

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 and we’re glad

Nothing ever stops us

We’re our own synopsis

And here to be had

We’re back from the dead

And this time we’re not stopping

We’ve brought some corn for popping

And we’re banging your head

Better off dead, still better off living (yeah!)

The gift keeps on giving and it’s taking no more

No time like the past, no rhyme like the present

The first shall be last, and we’re slamming death’s door (-ming death’s door,

-ming death’s door, -ming death’s door)