Monday, September 21, 2009

We're Craving Brains Again

To the tune of Here Comes The Rain Again by Eurythmics

We're craving brains again
Gnawing on your head, so savory
Gnawing on your head like a crude compulsion
I want to suck on your broken shin
I want to snack on ravaged wounds
I want to split open your noggin
And start feeding on you

So hungry, need your brains
For zombie food
Indeed your brains
Are zombie food
Need your brains
For zombie food

We're craving brains again
Gnawing on your head spasmodically
Tearing you apart like a crude compulsion
I want to chew on your broken shin
I want to drink from ravaged wounds
I want to split open your noggin
And start feeding on you

So hungry, need your brains
For zombie food
Indeed your brains
Are zombie food
Need your brains
For zombie food

So hungry, need your brains
For zombie food

We're craving brains again
Gnawing on your head, so savory
Gnawing on your head like a crude compulsion
(craving brains again, craving brains again)
I want to suck on your broken shin
I want to snack on ravaged wounds
I want to split open your noggin
And start feeding on you

True story: in 1989, the Eurythmics' career was eaten by zombies. Also, I have a thing for Annie Lennox.