We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Undead at the BBC

by Send More Paramedics

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.
    Purchasable with gift card

      name your price

     

  • Full Digital Discography

    Get all 5 Send More Paramedics releases available on Bandcamp.

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of The Final Feast, Undead at the BBC, Send More Paramedics, North of England, South of Heaven - Split, and Demo. , and , .

    Purchasable with gift card

      £7 GBP or more

     

1.
Genius Corrupted by a dominating greed A bored and disaffected mind that pays the old morality no heed His studies start to take a darker turn He fathoms secrets we weren't meant to learn Midnight lamp Burns in the lab Rotting corpse Lies on the slab Learning fast Seeking, finding ways 'Til at last He raises the dead from their graves! "And who can withstand me now, With all of the dead behind me? Your rulers were once so proud, But now they will kneel before me. Obedience unreasoned, blind A force of five billion zombies The lordship of humankind My destiny - It's my fate to rule the world!" Scientist Ambition warps his sensibility Megalomaniacal streak Emerges and asserts priority But best-laid plans will sometimes go awry Our anti-hero takes his turn to die Ripped apart Severed limb from limb His black art Cannot save him Still they rise Forced to second birth Living dead Will conquer the earth!
2.
Feeling fucked up since I got that bite What in hell was eating that fucking guy? Sweating like a killer in this horrid night Feelings of foreboding stalking Through my mind Scratching at this freaking Itch in my flesh My brain is gonna burst out my skull I feel like death Feel like crawling out of my skin Lie here and wait for the Nightmare to begin Now it's getting worse, I'm starting to twitch Frothing at the mouth like a son of a bitch Stay the fuck away, that light's too bright The way I'm feeling now Well I must have died Burning like wildfire in my veins Some of the things I'm seeing Now should not have names My sickness breaks into bud Tasting the beginnings of a Terrifying lust for blood Blood fever Driven wild by unholy thirst Smell of blood making me go berserk Brain now inflamed with unceasing rage Come here my little darling And I'll eat your face Fuck that shit I'll take all you fuckers on Slavering and raving like a human dog Never felt so dead but I never felt so alive This shit is blowing my fucking mind Blood fever Die Blood fever I am the fucking reaper
3.
Cast into this outer dark Blighted wasteland grey and stark Cowering under this black sun Shelterless, nowhere to run Exiles from the light Left out in this place to die From out of this deep we cry But there is no reply This is the place of wailing and the gnashing of teeth Dimension of the damned where the walking dead are tortured with an endless grief Zone of a sleepless torment that will find no relief A desert of despair where unhallowed souls stumble choking with a thirst that will never cease Bloodshot vision, brimstone curse Doomed to wander this bleak earth Wretched rejects, worthless slaves Ripped untimely from our graves Exiles from the light Left out in this place to die From out of this deep we cry But there is no reply Grind your teeth This is the place of wailing and the gnashing of teeth Dimension of the damned where the walking dead are tortured with an endless grief Endless abyss of abjection and the absence of light A dungeon oubliette where demented shades are locked up in eternal night Hellward bound World without End
4.
Now contemplate annihilation Devoured by anthropophagi Wild beasts will tear us into pieces We must prepare ourselves to die We shall be colonised Unfeeling lustre of those burned-out eyes Dehumanised Despised Slaves to a terrifying hunger Humid night air throbbing With their brutish cries Arising from the heart of darkness Mongrel descendants of your crime Blood-covered masks like savage totems We shall be colonised Unfeeling lustre of those burned-out eyes Dehumanised Despised Out in the wastes beyond the chain-link These ragged millions wait their time Fell devils marked by this possession Blackened masses of the zombified Savages
5.
Back from the dead, goin' to the show I can't feel my pulse, but I'm still gonna go I'm clinically deceased, but I don't give a fuck I'm a flesh-creepin' horror and I'm ready to rock! Rockin' with my friends the zombie crew ZOMBIE CREW 10,000 Volts of current fills the room ZOMBIE CREW A sea of flailing arms, demented grins ZOMBIE CREW Thunder fills the air as the madness begins! A horde of gibbering, braindead freaks In search of flesh we walk the streets A congregation of the slain I'm gonna eat your brain! Do the zombie-shuffle like an old-school ghoul We're the backups from beyond, we're the cannibal crew We're the rockin' resurrected and we've come for your head Let's party like we're fuckin' dead! Three weeks dead, you smell like shit We're the monsters of the mosh, demons of the pit This night was made for us, we're the living dead I'm gonna eat your fuckin' head! We're rockin' to some red-hot lixx And fleeing from those redneck hicks Suffering this post-mortal pain I'm gonna eat your brain! Do the zombie-shuffle like an old-school ghoul We're the backups from beyond, we're the cannibal crew We're the rockin' resurrected and we've come for your head Let's party like we're fuckin' dead! Three weeks dead, you smell like shit We're the monsters of the mosh, demons of the pit This night was made for us, we're the living dead I'm gonna feast upon your heart and eat your fuckin' head! Back from the dead, goin' to the show I can't feel my pulse, but I tell you Mom I'm gonna go I'm clinically deceased, but I don't give a fuck 'Cause I'm a flesh-creepin' horror and I'm ready to rock! Rockin' with my friends the zombie crew ZOMBIE CREW 10,000 Volts of current fills the room ZOMBIE CREW A sea of flailing arms, demented grins ZOMBIE CREW Your chances of survival could be slim! ZOMBIE CREW
6.
Will you always haunt me? Shall I never lay you to rest? Apparition fatal to me Now and on the day when you left Stillborn emotions turning blue This memory I finger like a wound I'm sorry baby, but you have to... I'll take you in a death embrace Slowly sucking all your life away My love I will tear you apart again So wield this brutal edge and set me free This absence makes a carcass of me I'll wrap my arms around you I'll crush you close to my chest I'll keep you by my side Now until the day of your death But you don't need me, baby This intimate disease This shrunken grave of nothingness I must become the beast Stillborn emotions turning blue This memory I finger like a wound I'm sorry, baby, but you have to... I'll take you in a death embrace Slowly sucking all your life away My love I will tear you apart again So wield this brutal edge and set me free This absence makes a carcass of me Sever So wield this brutal edge and set me free This absence makes a carcass of me So wield this brutal edge and set me free I would have killed you too if it had been me
7.
"This body may incriminate I move that we incinerate It's best that we remove all trace Of everything that's taken place This dubious experiment Whose ending was so violent A chemical malign and dread Able to revive the dead." "General, with all due respect Your reasoning is incorrect This rash decision must be checked" BURNING THE BODY "We have no way to theorize What complications may arise I vehemently disadvise" BURNING THE BODY "If we let the fumes escape The problems that this may create Aren't easy to anticipate" BURNING THE BODY "These chemicals dissolved in rain Could seep into a thousand graves And trigger off a zombie plague!" BURNING THE BODY Son, what makes you think you oughta Disobey a direct order? It's my responsibility To maintain total secrecy Rain Slashing down Filling boxes In the ground What's that scrabbling sound? I don't like this! Watching the flames rise Flinching as hope dies Stoking the furnace Ashes to ashes Now it's just too fucking late Cadavers rise consumed with hate Bodies soaked in strange compounds The children of the toxic cloud! Now down by the cemetery A hideous emergency Beginnings of catastrophe BURNING THE BODY On the freeway drivers panic Zombies stumble through the traffic Scent of brain-meat makes them manic BURNING THE BODY Now on every radio-station Bulletins broadcast to the nation Briefing on the situation BURNING THE BODY The whole world is convulsed in flame And only we can take the blame We've made a terrible mistake BURNING THE BODY
8.
Bullet-shaped visions ripping Through your flesh Endlessly reduplicate their Messages of death Silently festering, gathering in strength Militia always on the march Assault that won't relent We are the sick ones Pushed to the edge Patience of centuries Awaiting revenge Revolt of the lepers We unruly dead Resistance is useless You'll die in the end Silently festering Gathering in strength Militia always on the march Assault that won't relent Chaos unleashes filth obscene Suffer the wrath of the unclean Barbarian cadavers swarming out of hell Ranks of foetid shadows Number without tell Unhallowed mutations Propagate a sick new breed Inheritors of nothing Impure hordes of the diseased We are the sick ones Pushed to the edge Patience of centuries Awaiting revenge Revolt of the lepers We unruly dead Resistance is useless You'll die in the end Unhallowed mutations propagate A sick new breed Inheritors of nothing Impure hordes of the diseased Chaos unleashes filth obscene Suffer the wrath of the unclean Rising dead Overwhelm Rising dead We can't hold them

about

Exhumed after 14 years in obscurity.. now presented for the first time in their entirety. Newly remastered by the maniacal genius Kevin McGonnell (Demo / A Feast for the Fallen).

All tracks recorded at Maida Vale studios, London, 2005 & 2006.

Originally broadcast on BBC Radio 1 show the "Lock Up" presented by Mike Davies. These sessions are now available in their entirety for the first time ever.

Tracks 1, 3, 5, 7 Recorded 10 January, 2005
Tracks 2, 4, 6, 8 Recorded 10 August, 2006

Remastered by the evil professor McGonnell Nov, 2020.
Cover art by Dan Phillips.

credits

released December 9, 2020

Send More Paramedics are:
X. Undead - Bass
B’Hellmouth - Vocals
Medico - Guitar
El Diablo - Drums

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Send More Paramedics UK

Send More Paramedics is a zombie film-influenced crossover thrash band from the UK.

We are coming for your BRRAAAAAIIIINNSSS!!!

contact / help

Contact Send More Paramedics

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Send More Paramedics, you may also like: