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That really smarted.
So sad we parted,
but now that you’re back my way.
Let’s get a party started (it’s teatime!)
at the Zombie Café…
Mmmm…
Nightcrawlers 1&2: Reverend…
Reverend: Hi mate. Shut the door. Say, how did you get on at the doctor’s then? Hather, yeah?
Nightcrawler 1: Uh, err, mmm, well…
Reverend: Have you lost ya voice, or?
Nightcrawler 1: No. It’s just that. Well…
Nightcrawler 2: It’s worms… We have worms, Reverend.
Nightcrawler 1: Yes.
Reverend: Yeah. Yeah.
Nightcrawlers 1&2: We have worms…
Reverend: Oh, ok. In that case then I’ll go put a kettle on…
Reverend: Hey Fred, do you like my new mug?
Nightcrawler 2: It’s cock…
Nightcrawler 1: Don’t listen to him. It’s lovely…
Reverend: Yeah, it’s nice, don’t you think?
Nightcrawler 2: No.
Nightcrawler 1: Yes.
Reverend: Hey ya, got any a sweetness, man?
Nightcrawlers 1&2: Get a grip, Reverend.
Reverend: Hey, I could…
Nightcrawlers 1&2: Get a grip.
Reverend: I could do a… I could do with sitting down now.
Nightcrawlers 1&2: Get a grip, Reverend…
Reverend: Have you heard that joke?
Nightcrawlers 1&2: No, we haven’t…
Reverend: Yes, so have I.
Reverend: I could murder a cup of tea…
Reverend: I love your mug.
Nightcrawler 2: And he loves your’s…
Nightcrawler 1: He hates your’s…
Reverend: It’s lovely.
Nightcrawlers 1&2: It’s filled with worms, Reverend...
Reverend: The weather, err, it’s on it’s turn now, innit?
Nightcrawlers 1&2: Get a grip.
Reverend: Err, Oh yeah. Oh yeah.
Nightcrawlers 1&2: Get a grip, Reverend…
Reverend: I could murder a cup of tea.
I could murder a cup…
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