-> "Run From Zombies"
Original Song Title:
"Want to Want Me"
Parody Song Title:
"Run From Zombies"
I don't know how they came to be-e
Nuclear storage gone wrong, maybe some frea-eak
Lightnin' strike reanimated the cemet'ry-y-y
And now the walkin' dead are stalkin' the stree-eets
It's really freaky-y, yeah-eah-eah
They're not movin' that fa-ast (ooh-ooh)
But they've proved resilient to normal gun bla-asts, crud (ooh-ooh)
Even a headshot gets shrugged off, that's really ba-a-a-ad (ooh-ooh)
Ooh, now we're really screwed, why'd the dead rise?
Man, what we've got is tons of zombies
I don't know how, it really stumps me
But I'll ask why once they are worm food, once more worm food
On my brains they want to chew
Man, we've all got to run from zombies
That one's your mum? Well, I'm so sorry
But right now I've got to kill her, dude, before she chews
On my arm, so I've got to (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Blow her brains out, 'fore she chews (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Outrunnin' the ho-ordes (ooh-ooh)
Lots of people gettin' turned, which I abho-or, huh (ooh-ooh)
Am I the only one who's up on the lo-o-ore?
Ooh, this town's full of fools, so I guess my (guess my)
Man, if you're dumb enough that zombies
Outpace you, sucks for you, they're nommin'
And now your eyes are fallin' out, dude, that's just gross, dude
Should've known they're zombies, dude
Ma-a-an, we've all got to run from zombies, huh
Not hard to spot, their flesh is rottin'
Avoid their bite, that's what you should do, not hard to do
Since they're all slower than you (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
And they don't wear tennis shoe-oe-oes (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
Somethin's up with you
You don't look right, look right
Ooh, got bit, didn't you-ou-ou-ou? Oh-oh
Show me your bite, you-our, bi-i-ite
Man, you've been nommed on by a zombie (one nommed on you)
Why did you not come out and warn me (ooh-ooh-ooh, warn me-e)?
You might have tried to hide it but du-u-u-u-u-ude, what's wrong with you?
Bet it's your mum who bit you (oh oh-oh)
Ma-a-an, said a lot to run from zombies
But now you're stuck becomin' one, geez
I guess that I've got one thing to do (just o-one), one thing to do
Before on my brains you chew
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (I can't risk anythi-i-ing)
How's that shotgun taste to you?
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh (won't lie, this is gonna sting)
Might be drastic and it's true
I'd expect the same from you
Clean up, clean up
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