Planet of the Dead
Through the valley of the shadow of death
See them creep and watch them crawl
Driven by herd instinct and lust
An endless surge to the shopping mall
They're serving gods with eccentric names
Like real estate and Dow Jones
Bound and determined they prey upon
IPods, clothes, mobile phones
Diminished freewill seals mankind's doom
Affected to consume
When will these zombies ever disappear
It can't be soon enough for me
Words will not harm those who cannot hear
But sticks and stones will break their bones
But I cannot bear this anymore
Don't give in, won't sit still
Surrounded by walking dead galore
On the hunt I'll shoot to kill
They're staring through me with empty eyes
This gives me confidence and makes me smile
When I get started, they drop like flies
I blow their brains out Romero-style
Some of them flee while the others gawk
I just keep silent while the bullets talk
I rid the world of them one by one
My work is done when they're gone
When will these zombies ever disappear
It can't be soon enough for me
Words will not harm those who cannot hear
But sticks and stones will break their bones