Just yesterday evening, I thought that nothing was wrong
Ryan, the brains they ate put an end to you

I felt odd this morning, so I mumbled this song
Why is it that I have moldy skin tissue?

I hate fire and I eat brains
I see working veins and I want to eat my friend
Always hungry now and I never use a bed
Now I think I'm stuck in a Night of the Dead

Better look out because were coming; You gotta try and make a stand
Or you'll be a mid-day snack for us today

Put down that hammer and the stake in your hand
We're undead just not the 'drinkin' way

Oh, I hate fire and I eat brains
I see working veins and I want to eat my friend
Always hungry now and I never use a bed
Now I think I'm stuck in a Night of the Dead

Been losing my mind 'cause I can't unwind
I can't pronounce my puns
Fire blinds and it blows my mind
When they come in here with guns

Why aren't they scared of the living impaired?
It's not like we find this fun
Brain food, want fries with that, dude?
On boney, groan-y buns

Oh, I hate fire and I eat brains
I see working veins and I want to eat my friend
Always hungry now and I never use a bed
Now I think I'm going to eat you baby, the Night of the Dead

Thought I'd eat you one more time again

There's just a few brains here on my plate this time of night

Thought I'd eat you, thought I'd eat you...



OUTTAKES

We're having a bash at the Monster Mash
It's far from dead in here
I propose a toast for the rotting host
We're more fermented than the beer