Friday night and Im driving with you Im in love and I know you feel it too The musics playing and the windows are down You sing along so that Ill hear the sound of your voice So in love But whos that out on the road With arms outstretched and hes walking really slow I stop to check and see if hes alright But moans for brains, a mindless hunger in his eyes Oh man I hate, hate freakin zombies Oh man I hate, hate, hate freakin zombies Turn in time to see you ripped from the car Try to run and hide but I dont get very far Then a zombie tackles me to the ground And I try to fight away but all I hear is the sound of your voice You yell and hey and you fire a shotgun But um, wait whered you get the shotgun? We could have used a shotgun a minute ago No time to reload we have to run away You have been bitten but I think its gonna be okay And I dont tell him because I cant pretend That a deadly infection is not spreading up his neck Oh man I hate, hate freakin zombies Oh man I hate, hate, hate freakin zombies I take the shot so thats another one down But Im out of shells and theres still zombies around I can see from that look in your eye that you want to still love me But youre foaming at the mouth and its really kind of upsetting Maybe if I stop and let you change me too We can be together always and Ill hunt humans with you Oh man What is this feeling Dont stand so close to me now Im a zombie We used to be so happy Now we just want human fleeeesh And now our undead pair went forth Unhinded by the shackles of fearful feeling Moved neither by patron nor goal They, well they, didnt feel much of anything
zombie, hate, freakin, shotgun, man