Text for song:
Zombies come - run away.
Zombies come - must get away.
Zombies come - they're here to stay.
Zombies come - they want to play.
They want to eat, they want to kill.
Live fresh meat, they need a thrill.
Run away. hiding won't do no good.
I hope you listened and understood.
Here they come, here they come.
Zombies come - to your backdoor.
Zombies come - and make some gore.
Zombies come - they want to play.
Zombies come - and they are gay.