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evilbeejAmanda and Thursday singing, with the High Hoo-Bah of the Local Elks Club joining in on the last line.
A: Cold skin-- I don't think I can do this.
No pulse-- why didn't I die with you?
Never again will I be warm within
[T. enters]
Our hearts, both cold and dead, are kin.
[A. gasps, seeing him.]
A: Thursday, your skin will hang in tatters...
[Whilst T. sings, A. sniffs & makes a disgusted sound]
T: Darling, our love is all that matters!
A: Uch! Stench! You keep your rotting hands off me!
T: Hey, Amanda, at least I sing in key..!
T: Undead, my love is still undying
My heart, it never did stop crying
Forever (unless there ain't no walking dead)
I'll be trying [cough/mutter] to-get-you-into-bed.
[A. sings utterly tonelessly and grossed out beyond compare]
A: Zombie, your body's decomposing.
One sneeze, you'll never get a nosering.
Forever (or until the end of time)
I'll be trying...
[Captain Elkbah joins in here]
TO MAKE YOUR KIND A CRIME!
A: Cold skin-- I don't think I can do this.
No pulse-- why didn't I die with you?
Never again will I be warm within
[T. enters]
Our hearts, both cold and dead, are kin.
[A. gasps, seeing him.]
A: Thursday, your skin will hang in tatters...
[Whilst T. sings, A. sniffs & makes a disgusted sound]
T: Darling, our love is all that matters!
A: Uch! Stench! You keep your rotting hands off me!
T: Hey, Amanda, at least I sing in key..!
T: Undead, my love is still undying
My heart, it never did stop crying
Forever (unless there ain't no walking dead)
I'll be trying [cough/mutter] to-get-you-into-bed.
[A. sings utterly tonelessly and grossed out beyond compare]
A: Zombie, your body's decomposing.
One sneeze, you'll never get a nosering.
Forever (or until the end of time)
I'll be trying...
[Captain Elkbah joins in here]
TO MAKE YOUR KIND A CRIME!
