U-R-B Lyrics
| Song | U-R-B |
| Artist | Tankard |
| Album | Disco Destroyer |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bulgaropulos, Geremia | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life's great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| When we come to town | |
| The people just keep their heads down | |
| Trying to escape | |
| Corpses all over the place | |
| Maggots in my brain | |
| Believe me, | |
| I don't feel no pain | |
| Fingers are my tools | |
| Bloodthirst is pretty cool | |
| Soon you'll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life's great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| Neon nights are bright | |
| Nobody of us saw daylight | |
| Cannot lose our lites | |
| No limits in the minds | |
| Killin' just for fun | |
| Tomorrow it will be your turn | |
| Going straight to hell | |
| Agony, I can tell | |
| Soon you'll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life's great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| When we come to town | |
| The people just keep their heads down | |
| Trying to escape | |
| Corpses all over the place | |
| Maggots in my brain | |
| Believe me, | |
| I don't feel no pain | |
| Fingers are my tools | |
| Bloodthirst is pretty cool | |
| Soon you'll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life's great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones |
| zuo qu : Bulgaropulos, Geremia | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| When we come to town | |
| The people just keep their heads down | |
| Trying to escape | |
| Corpses all over the place | |
| Maggots in my brain | |
| Believe me, | |
| I don' t feel no pain | |
| Fingers are my tools | |
| Bloodthirst is pretty cool | |
| Soon you' ll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| Neon nights are bright | |
| Nobody of us saw daylight | |
| Cannot lose our lites | |
| No limits in the minds | |
| Killin' just for fun | |
| Tomorrow it will be your turn | |
| Going straight to hell | |
| Agony, I can tell | |
| Soon you' ll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| When we come to town | |
| The people just keep their heads down | |
| Trying to escape | |
| Corpses all over the place | |
| Maggots in my brain | |
| Believe me, | |
| I don' t feel no pain | |
| Fingers are my tools | |
| Bloodthirst is pretty cool | |
| Soon you' ll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones |
| zuò qǔ : Bulgaropulos, Geremia | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| When we come to town | |
| The people just keep their heads down | |
| Trying to escape | |
| Corpses all over the place | |
| Maggots in my brain | |
| Believe me, | |
| I don' t feel no pain | |
| Fingers are my tools | |
| Bloodthirst is pretty cool | |
| Soon you' ll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| Neon nights are bright | |
| Nobody of us saw daylight | |
| Cannot lose our lites | |
| No limits in the minds | |
| Killin' just for fun | |
| Tomorrow it will be your turn | |
| Going straight to hell | |
| Agony, I can tell | |
| Soon you' ll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones | |
| When we come to town | |
| The people just keep their heads down | |
| Trying to escape | |
| Corpses all over the place | |
| Maggots in my brain | |
| Believe me, | |
| I don' t feel no pain | |
| Fingers are my tools | |
| Bloodthirst is pretty cool | |
| Soon you' ll see, you run out of time | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Life' s great when graveyard is your home | |
| What a day, what a day, what a day | |
| Undead rotting bones |
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