Night of the Chicken Dead Corpsefucking Art

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Chicken wings...
They can truly be nasty now and then.
Chicken wings...
Sure you want a bite of them?

If you end up on a conversation
with a talking sandwich
then something's very wrong,
but you'll learn a lot from what it says.

Night of the Chicken Dead
You will be skinned alive
Night of the Chicken Dead
and your brain will be fried into an omelette.
Night of the Chicken Dead
You will be skinned alive
Night of the Chicken Dead
and They'll dip your nose in barbecue sauce.

Just don't sit
on the toilet bowl then.
You might be already
infected and lay an egg.

Fed on garbage
driven like bumper cars
Pack up your tranquil lives
Throw up your green sludge.
Everything has its price,
carefully labelled and adorned
in large colored ribbons.

Night of the Chicken Dead
Coming soon to your town,
Night of the Chicken Dead
American Chicken Bunker.




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