They're Coming For You

Living corpses gets out to enjoy the party tonight
the exploding space probe awakens their bodies to life
army of undead prowlers craving raw meat
be fast or be killed, you're their flavor of the week

Back to eat, eat and eat again
they feel just hunger
no love no mercy no pain
they move slow, wobble & rock
they're tireless creatures, they never seem to stop

Make 'em die
a shot in the head
only way to survive
in the night of the living dead