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Sweep The Leg

The "Night of the Living Dead" inspired single from our upcoming collection "Songs for the Undead". 

"in 1968 george romero brought the idea of a horde of slow-moving reanimated corpses to the american cinema audience. years later, my mom would make me watch every zombie movie made since..." - Pete

More artwork and information about the song here:
http://www.nomorekings.com/music/songs-for-the-undead/theyre-coming-to-get-you-barbara/

Music Video here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSpvvCK609c

"They're Coming To Get You Barbara" Lyrics

driving slowly
going to home to see their mother's grave
walking closely
there's an old man who's clothes are decayed

john can see that she's frightened
so he tries to lighten the mood

they're coming to get you
barbara
they're coming and they'll be here soon
don't be afraid
they just want your brain
and they're coming to get you

more are coming
john can see that the joke is on him
she starts running
there's an old house that she can hide in
she makes it inside
but then they're right behind her
oh, moving so slow

they're coming to get you
barbara
they're coming and they'll be here soon
don't be afraid
they just want your brain
and they're coming to get you

they finally arrive
and with all of their might
they break through
barbara's surprised to see
her brother's eyes in the group of ghouls

and we're coming to get you
barbara
we're here and now we're in the room
don't be afraid
we just want your brain
and we're coming to get you barbara
we got here a little too soon
and you won't mind the pain
once we've eaten your brain

They're Coming To Get You Barbara

More track artwork and info here:
http://www.nomorekings.com/music/nineteen-seventy-three/tricky/

"Tricky" Lyrics

back in the days
of the time i was raised
we were poor for sure
but the glory of it
was that we didn't know it
and weren't afraid to show it
still we couldn't refuse to change the golden goose

fact is they say bout the time i was eight
i was cured for sure 
and the story of it
was i would rise above it
but now i slipped through your noose
when i couldn't lose and you're confused
because i’m tricky

i’ve had my fair share of scrapes
there was a gap in the tapes
they think that i erased
you know that i’m not phased
i’ll never rest my case

and i’ve got nothing up my sleeve
you know i’m tricky 
keep on calling me tricky
you know i’m tricky
and i got no one to believe me
cause i’m tricky
they keep saying i’m tricky
but this time the trick is on me

i’ve never has a stomach for losing
but once i moved in i got the constitution
sounds so soothing to me
just choosing to be
cold rectified
why should i testify?
i’m bringing pesticide
you put the rest aside

i’m the only one who knew how to do
what needed to be done
you think i’m on the run?
there ain’t no smoking gun
cause i’m the chosen one, son

they call it espionage
but i got no camoflauge
me and my entourage
another bullet dodged
it seems like a mirage

Tricky

"Bad, Bad Leroy Brown"
Originally written and performed by Jim Croce

Available on No More Kings' 1973 collection.
http://www.nomorekings.com/music/nineteen-seventy-three/bad-bad-leroy-brown/


"Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" Lyrics

well the south side of chicago
is the baddest part of town
and if you go down there 
you better just beware
of a man named leroy brown

now leroy, he trouble
you see he stand about six foot four
and all the downtown ladies call him treetop lover
all the men, they just call him sir

and he's bad, bad leroy brown
baddest man in the whole damn town
he was badder than ol' king kong
meaner than a junk yard dog

now leroy, he a gambler
and he like his fancy clothes
and he liked to wave his diamond rings
up under everybody's nose 

he got a custom continental
he got a el dorado too
he got a thirty-two gun up in his pocket for fun
he got a razor in his shoe

and he's bad, bad leroy brown
baddest man in the whole damn town
he was badder than ol' king kong
so much meaner than a junk yard dog

friday, 'bout a week ago
leroy shooting dice
at the edge of the bar there was a girl named dorris
said "ooh that girl look nice"

well he cast his eyes upon her 
and the trouble soon began
leroy brown, he learned a lesson 'bout messin' 
with the wife of a jealous man

and he's bad, bad leroy brown
baddest man in the whole damn town
he was badder than ol' king kong
meaner than a junk yard dog

well the two men took to fightin'
and when they pulled him from the floor
leroy looked just like a jigsaw puzzle 
with a couple of pieces gone 

he was bad, bad leroy brown
baddest cat in the whole damn town
he was badder than ol' king kong
meaner than a junk yard dog

he was bad, bad leroy brown
baddest man in the whole damn town
he was badder than ol' king kong
meaner than a junk yard dog

he was badder than ol' king kong
meaner than a junk yard dog

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown

"Enter the Dragon" is the third single from No More Kings' new collection, 1973.
http://www.nomorekings.com/music/nineteen-seventy-three/dragon/


"Enter the Dragon" Lyrics

walked in the room and
we thought he was surrounded
he fought, we hit the ground
and got up again
he brought the boom
but now we’re getting slaughtered
forget the boss’ orders
to take him in

he’s mystifying
fists are flying
knocking out fools and he’s not even trying
caged lion,
justifying,
any second now and i’m the next one dying

we take him one at a time
why are we waiting in line?
you took your turn and that’s fine
i think i’ll skip mine

i don’t wanna mess with no dragon
but i’m passed the point of no return
don’t wanna tangle with no dragon
not as far as i’m concerned
i don’t wanna fight with no dragon
i'll take this as my lesson learned
don’t wanna tangle with no dragon
mess with a dragon, you will get burned

we weren’t prepared for this master of disaster
the fastest bloody massacre
ever seen
he keeps on beating us down
with our own weapons
and now he’s back for seconds
a death machine

he’s mystifying
fists are flying
knocking out fools and he’s not even trying
caged lion,
justifying,
any second now and i’m the next one dying

we brought our nunchucks and sticks
he brought his punches and kicks
i took a swing and i missed
i won’t go out like this

when we were training before
to paint the night black
was it the right track?
we got all decked out for war
and packed a light snack
and took a slight nap
thought it was fun breaking boards
but boards don’t fight back
the dragon strikes back

no more kings

Joshua Mick