"hell is behind that door! you're going to meet death now, the living dead!"
The walking dead are all through the streets.
They will devour whoever they meet.
They need our brains to eat and survive.
They're gonna cause mass genocide.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Slow and sluggish, they stumble around,
Cornering people all over the town.
We scream and hide, we run for our lives.
The zombie nation's come to rise.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
The undead faces of friends from your past,
You must destroy them, or you won't last.
They're coming for you to feast on your brains,
But when you kill them, it drives you insane.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go, go, zombie a go go.
Go!
Go!
Go!
"they're coming to get you, barbara."
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