zombies in america
expendables, the
the pools of blood dripping from the chin
the rotten breath of the devil's kin
taste the flesh and the morbid cries
ignite the cinders behind their eyes
the vital systems have come to rest
so the blood from the living keeps the beat in their chest
there's no way you're getting any sleep tonight
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
they gnash and gnaw as they run in hordes
and leaking sickness out of every pore
stop to rest don't need to count to ten
if you look and you're close
you'll become one of them
you hear them coming up the stairs but you get out of your past
your only choice there's nothing left
every decision that you make better be the one that's right
you gotta keep your heart
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
and if you start to take a breath
you better know it could be your last
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america
we got zombies in america