| Look I know it’s not often it’s a zombie apocalypse
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| But I’ve got a big blow nobody can soften it so
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| Without further ado let me disclose what it’s urgent to do
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| To avert your certain doom
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| I urge your alertness to the words in the tune
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| The last survivors band together
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| Grab supplies, ammo, whatever
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| It takes to stay ahead of the others
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| And run from them Hell For Leather
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| There’s bad manners in the Soviet bloc
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| People call and they don’t even knock
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| I was brought up and thought people owe me a lot
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| But I learned very shortly I’m only a dot
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| In the sight of a scope of a rifle a blokes aiming
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| Right at my dome and I’m going to be shot
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| I’m going down quicker than the blood that I’m losing
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| Oh my God I’ve got to get a blood transfusion
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| How am I going to get it? |
| Man, I better get moving
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| Before the other humans move in
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| The hammer in my head’s getting madder and I’m woozy
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| Thought I heard a man shout «Friendly», Who’s he?
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| Can I trust him? |
| Or should I bust him?
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| Full of bullets, finger on the trigger and I’m gonna pull it
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| I shot a zed in the head
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| But he didn’t die because he was already dead (x2)
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| I’ve got a backpack full of mad crap
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| Whatever you imagine I can craft that
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| Mags, maps, rags, raps
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| I can turn a gas can to a gas lamp
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| Gas canisters, magazines, bandannas and batteries
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| I’m an athlete, a survivor
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| Try attacking me, then I’ll find ya'
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| This is a patch that’s full of disease
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| So you could catch a bullet with ease
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| Death comes as a sudden release
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| For he or she that’ll struggle to see the wood for the trees
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| I’ve never had such hunger for beans
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| And I’ve drunk everything from the canteen in my jeans
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| I’ve got to stay hydrated to make it
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| But I might die from the painkillers
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| At the rate that I’m taking them
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| A bit of bacon would be amazing
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| My veganism dissipated and I’m a carnivore
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| Starting wars, turn a bad situation to a carnival
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| You can’t say that you aren’t involved
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| The outbreak of the plague took part of your soul
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| Humanity’s hard to keep hold of
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| After you’ve halted the heart of a soldier |