Die Zombie Scum...

Why don't you die zombie scum?

Brain rotten and bloody-thirst

Killed my daddy, and ate my Mum

I know she weren't the first
 

Walkin' 'round here like you belong

Clothes all dirty and out-of-date

Everythin' about you is all wrong

You're everythin'... that I hate
 

Your license to drive been rovoked

No more drivin', just shufflin' slow

Couldn't run if you were poked

Can't outrun me no damn mo'
 

I think you need somethin' else to eat

Bullets and fire, take that m' man

You don't get me, I ain't dead-meat

Chew some lead... if you can
 

You don't miss... some body-parts

Gotta shoot you in the head

It don't work through the heart

It's not gonna make you dead
 

Take out your brain, and you fall

Shoot it, chop it, burn it up now

There are hundreds at the mall

Gotta make you all dead somehow
　

Out of bullets? Better run, dude run

Arrrrrrgh, you say...mumble and stumble

Find an axe or sword, and have more fun

I'll fight you now, com'on let's rumble

Say somethin' damn it, if talk is cheap

Make some noise, please just do

'Cause be too quiet, I'll go to sleep

Then you can shuffle up and bite me too
 

Won't you lay down and die, right now

With your lips all bloody and red

I'll make you see it my way somehow

That you would be better off dead