| One, two
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| Grab your shoes
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| Grab your club
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| Clock Tower tolls
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| Three, four
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| Open the door
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| Off to townhall
|
| Need befalls
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| One, two
|
| Pushing through
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| Crowds as anxiety grew
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| Three, four
|
| Mind your toes
|
| Hear what city guards say
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| Stay or flee, it’s up to you
|
| Hide or fight, it’s up to you
|
| Squeal or roar, it’s up to you
|
| There’s no way out
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| Call to arms, call to arms
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| Stand for your life
|
| Call to arms, call to arms
|
| You could survive this night
|
| Knock, knock
|
| Townsfolk
|
| Herbal giants bash the walls
|
| Tick-tock
|
| Says the clock
|
| Counting minutes until dawn
|
| One, two
|
| Pushing through
|
| Crowds as anxiety grew
|
| Three, four
|
| Mind your toes
|
| Hear what city guards say
|
| Stay or flee, it’s up to you
|
| Hide or fight, it’s up to you
|
| Squeal or roar, it’s up to you
|
| There’s no way out
|
| Call to arms, call to arms
|
| Stand for your life
|
| Stand for your city
|
| You could survive this night
|
| Call to arms, call to arms
|
| Stand for your life
|
| Call to arms, call to arms
|
| You could survive this night
|
| One, two
|
| Greenish goo
|
| Floods the streets as people spew
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| Three, four
|
| Add some gore
|
| Zombies leak through ruined wall
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| Five, six
|
| Minutes tick
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| Townspeople fight with sticks
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| Seven, eight
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| Guards are dead
|
| And Clock Tower stands silent
|
| Stay or flee, it’s up to you
|
| Hide or fight, it’s up to you
|
| Squeal or roar, it’s up to you
|
| There’s no way out |