The zombies are coming!
The zombies are coming!
Run, for the love of God, run!
’Cause they’ll eat your brains—
and let me be plain:
That would not be much fun.
The zombies are closer!
They’re closer and closer!
Keep moving, people, come on!
’Cause they’ll eat your brains
till no brain remains—
they’ll eat ’em until they’re all gone!
Here they come shambling!
Muttering and moaning!
Here they come rambling!
Grunting and groaning!
If you chain ’em they’ll just break the chains!
They just keep on coming,
the relentless undead,
and yes—as I said—
they eat BRAINS!
So run, Sally Ann!
Run, Yoko, run, Stan!
Run, Jason, run, Missy, run, Sue!
Run, Rishi and Thomas, and you there—yes, you!
They’ll gobble up your brains
and his brains and her brains.
They’ll eat Margo’s and Markie’s and mine!
Oh no, one caught me!
It bit me! It got me!
But don’t worry, I think that I’m—
BRAIIIIIIIIINS!