Barbara’s in the cemetery visiting her Dad
She puts flowers on his grave every year
But the walking dead have risen and they smell really bad
Babs runs home in panic locks the doors in fear

But she finds she’s too late and her kids are all dead
And her husband is nowhere to be found
Her undead Dad got there first and cracked open their heads
And all she can hear are contented chewing sounds

She had a lovely family til Daddy ate them
So now her only choice is to decapitate them
Douse them all in petrol send them up in flames, or
Dismember their bodies with a handy chainsaw

No-one’s really sure how they became undeaded
But the only way they’ll stop is if they are beheaded
Do yourself a favour, get your dead cremated
Cos then there is less chance they’ll be reanimated

Barbara calls for help but finds the phonelines are down
She know salvation cannot be far
The TV says survivors should meet outside of town
So all she has to do is get to her car

She cuts through the zombie army and her car starts first try
Puts her foot down and speeds off down the street
And she’s probably have made it if she’d taken the time
To check for monsters lurking in the back seat

They don’t move very fast but it’s hard to stop them
You could shoot them in the face if you can find a shotgun
Douse them all in petrol send them up in flames, or
Dismember their bodies with a handy chainsaw

Be very very careful not to get infected
If you want your head and body to remain connected
Grab yourself an axe and do your best to fell ‘em
Or else they will be dining on your cerebellum

If you can’t beat them
Then you’ll be eaten
You’d better get tough
Cos when there’s no room left in hell
The dead will walk the earth