You Know The Day Is Coming,
when They're Taking Over.
grab Your Shotgun, Stockpile Food And
shelter In A Bunker

you Can't Run, You Can't Hide, It's A Bloodbath Outside.
though They're Slow, They Still Know How To Find You!
with Their Fangs And Their Claws,
they Will Rip Your Face Off.
its Your Head, Its Your Head They Are Biting!

the Living Dead, They'll Eat Your Head,
zombie, Zombie, Zombie,
hey, Hey, Hey. They Want Your Brain,
they're Insane,
zombie, Zombie, Zombie
hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Oh, Oh, Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow!

another Wacko High On,
bath Salts He Was Sniffing.
they Wander Through The City
hungry For More Victims.

so Lets Bash In Their Heads, Like In “shaun Of The Dead”
grab A Bat, Get A Club, They're Still Fighting!
if They Bite You You're Screwed,
‘cause Then You'll Be One Too.
its Your Head, Its Your Head, They'll Be Biting!

they'll Eat Your Head, They're Undead
zombie, Zombie, Zombie,
hey, Hey, Hey. They Want Your Brain,
they're Insane,
zombie, Zombie, Zombie
hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Oh, Oh, Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow
oh, Oh, Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow!