He's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie.
Crucified in the evening light And I am dead by dawn. All the things I thought were right I've come to learn are wrong. Chased down the street again With a chainsaw in my hand Can't you see I'm not a man. My flesh is green. No sympathy. There's nothing for me.
He's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie.
Brought back from the dead again And the Necronomicon is my only friend Evergreen Terrace is where I used to stake my claim. Walk down the street again When I stop I find a shotgun to my rotting head. No red will show Just let it go I can hear it calling.
He's not living but dead, oh can't you see? Well my friend Flanders is a zombie.
Well patience is a virtue Passed down onto every man. Will you stand, To wait and see, Or will you dial Z For Zombie?
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