Lletres: Thunderbirds Are Now!. We Win! ( Ha Ha ).

There the body just lies, dead on the ground
It don't make a move, it won't make a sound
We could try to revive, to keep it alive
Or we could just roll it onto its side

The shell of a host, it was something that breathed
When we loved it the most, we could never believe
How the body could steal and feed off the land
And sharpen its teeth to take a bite from our hands

We've heard this one before
Nothing new and nothing more
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one
Nothing new and nothing more
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one

We've heard, we've heard?

There the body just lies, and I think it's too late
The blood starts to flow from its comatose state
The darkness is nigh, and although we could try,
It's best just to let it bleed 'til it dies


The shell of a host, it was something that breathed
When we loved it the most, we could never believe
How the body could steal and feed off the land
And sharpen its teeth to take a bite from our hands

We've heard this one before
Nothing new and nothing more
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one
Nothing new and nothing more
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one before, one before
Wha!

[8x] Ah, ah, ah, ah?

We've heard this one before
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one before
We've heard this one before
Wha!