| I’m a zombie, life is lonely
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| I stroll through the night, hoping somebody might hold me
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| Hold me closely, grow to know me
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| Will you be my bro, please? |
| Can I call you homie?
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| Why, hi! |
| Fancy meeting you, what a great delight
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| Why’s a face as nice as thine about so late at night?
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| In case you’d like to join me, I’m about to take a hike
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| Wait, why are you heading off so quick without saying goodnight?
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| My etiquette’s refined, sensitive and kind
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| No resemblence to the lies, I’m a gentleman defined
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| But until the sun rises, you hole up in your house, and quarantine yourself,
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| though I’m not horrid for your health
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| I’m only waiting in the doorway, when are you coming out? |
| I want to play chase,
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| gonna follow you to Hell
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| I’m gonna follow you, I’m gonna follow you
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| I’m gonna follow you whether or not you want me to
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| I’m gonna follow you, I’m gonna follow you
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| I’m gonna follow you forever, what you gonna do?
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| I’m a zombie, polite and unimposing
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| I’ve been wrongly described as revolting
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| And quite frankly, I find that insulting
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| I’m a nice guy who happens to be moulding
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| Am I shallow? |
| Hell no! |
| I’m attracted to your brains
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| Something tells me they’ll be exactly to my taste
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| That really ain’t vanilla, remaking «Thriller»
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| Rip off your limbs and make a body pillow, real lady killer
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| The stuff on my shopping list isn’t often fresh
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| But I’ve got the best recipe for spuds and some rotten flesh
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| Let’s watch a box set, Netflix and kill
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| Oh, what a mess, I’m guessing ketchup was spilled, come back!
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| I’m gonna follow you, I’m gonna follow you
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| I’m gonna follow you whether or not you want me to
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| I’m gonna follow you, I’m gonna follow you
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| Gonna follow you forever, what you gonna do?
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| I’m a zombie, I want you to love me
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| I’ve waited for you so long and now I’m kind of hungry
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| You look lovely, succulently scrummy
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| I need you inside me, satisfy my tummy
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| You can hear me coming through the walls all muffled
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| How are we gonna scuffle then? |
| Sword or knuckles?
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| I see you punch trees, no wonder Steve’s so supple
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| Call me Green Aki, can I squeeze those muscles?
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| Me so subtle, please don’t struggle
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| You’ve got it muddled, I’m not looking for trouble
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| Just want a cuddle and I’m fuzzled why I get rebuttals when I try to nuzzle and
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| snuggle
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| Now come on, let my brothers join the huddle
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| We’re gonna follow you, we’re gonna follow you
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| We’re gonna follow you whether or not you want us to
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| We’re gonna follow you, we’re gonna follow you
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| Gonna follow you forever, what you gonna do?
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| We are slowly decomposing
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| Our clothes are holding our bowels and our bones in
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| Bones that are slathered in guacamole
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| One day I’ll be a skeleton, 'til then we’re getting cozy
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| What force brought us here though?
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| Was it Notch or George Romero?
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| We’re not so sure but the more you avoid us
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| The more that we’re sure that you’ll join us, join us!
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| The zombie nation keeps increasing population
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| We live a simple life, free from complication
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| Chase you in the night and making basic conversation
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| Honestly, the aim isn’t creating confrontation
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| We’re a like-minded community, now join our congregation
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| You’re free to leave at any time, there’s no obligation
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| We’ll just need to confiscate your brain to keep for compensation
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| So we thank you in advance for your cooperation
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| We’re gonna follow you, we’re gonna follow you
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| We’re gonna follow you whether or not you want us to
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| We’re gonna follow you, we’re gonna follow you
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| Gonna follow you forever, what you gonna do?
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| What’s the use? |
| What’s the use? |
| What’s the use in all the fuss?
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| Once we were one of you, now you’ll be one of us!
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| One of us! |
| One of us! |
| One of us! |
| One of us!
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| One of us! |
| One of us! |
| One of us! |
| One of us! |