Scott Abels - Among The Dead lyrics

(Blood-s**ing vampires Crawling out of graves to live on the bodies of helpless victims Is the secret...) Among the dead Among the dead Among the dead We will rise (x2) If you count me out you better think again You better realize now that I ain't stoppin' This is where I start, this where I begin This is where you stop, this is where you end I woke up in a downtown street We were crashed out livin' in rubble Broken bones, broken homes Broken kid's livin' in the jungle Nineteen eighty seven in the East Bay cold as hell it's the middle of summer Me and Jesse and Matt and Dave Mello, he was the drummer Momma said you better watch your back boy Keep your head up and be a shot blocker On the outside lookin' in with the freaks and the thugs and all the punk rockers So I'm outta step in this world so step back man I ain't gonna warn ya Here's a message for the disenfranchised of East Bay California (Chorus) Let me tell you somethin' about the East Bay It's California but it ain't sunny All my dreams came crashin' down I'm outta home my street got no money Got no band, ain't got no one around, and all the music is gone man Nowhere to sleep, on the graft wonderin' what the f** went wrong now I know what it's like to walk among the dead I'm alone in total isolation No ones there, is this my final destination? Old man preachin' bout war and peace and the path and total damnation I always seem to get up and get out and survive in every situation (Chorus) And then one day Matt says "Let's get the band together, let's do this one more time, son" Ok, that sounds good Let's give it a try, let's give it one more run They got no rides We got drums We got guitars We got the songs We got the songs We got the songs We got the songs All night long (Chorus)