We Win (Ha Ha) - Scott Allen, Thunderbirds Are Now!, Howard Chang

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!

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!