Friday, July 24, 2009

"Zombies"

To the tune of "Heroes" by David Bowie

Brains 
Brains are my thing
And yours, yours will be eaten
Though the army might drive us away
We will eat them, because we're hungry
We can be zombies, we're so hungry

And you, you can be green
And I, I'll eat guts all the time
'Cause we're undead, and that is a fact
Yes we're undead, and that is that

Though radiation—will keep us together
We could eat brains, they taste good I say
We can be zombies, for ever and ever
What d'you say?

I, I wish we could swarm
Like piranha, like piranha can swarm
Though radiation—will keep us together
We can eat brains, for ever and ever
Oh we can be zombies, we're so hungry

Brains
Brains are my thing
And yours, yours will be eaten
Though the army might drive us away
We can be zombies, we're so hungry
We can ooze pus, so disgusting

I, I can dismember (I dismember)
Forcing, our way through the wall (through the wall)
And the guns, shoot at our heads (shoot at our heads)
And we moaned, unintelligibly (grrr-mwrawh-blargh-fwrarrgh)
And the humans, were on the other side
Oh we can eat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be zombies, we're so hungry

We can be zombies
We can be zombies
We're so hungry
We can be zombies

We're undead, and nothing will stop us
Maybe we're hungry, then you better not stay
You won't be safe here, we're so hungry

The more "heroic" David Bowie original version…
David Bowie - Heroes
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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

My Name Was Luka

To the tune of Luka, by Suzanne Vega

My name was Luka
I died on the second floor
Putrescing upstairs from you
Yes I think you've smelled me before

If you hear shambling late at night
Moaning, screaming, or a firefight
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun

I think it's 'cause I'm hungry
Since I crawled out of the ground
Ain't no room left in hell now
That's why I'm still walkin' 'round

They only scream until they die
And after that, you eat their thigh
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore

Didn't really dig my grave
Moved back upstairs again
May me borrow cup of braaaaains?
Wait, why do you run away?

I'll just gnaw on this leg bone
and lurk until you get back home
Just dont look behind your door
Just dont look behind your door
Just dont look behind your door

My name was luka
I died on the second floor
Putrescing upstairs from you
Yes I think you've smelled me before

If you hear shambling late at night
Moaning, screaming, or a firefight
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun
Lock your door and get your gun

They only scream until they die
And after that, you eat their thigh
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore
You're just not human anymore

The version about Suzanne Vega's bad neighbor…
Suzanne Vega - luka
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Monday, July 20, 2009

Nobody Tastes Like U

To the tune of Nothing Compares 2 U by Prince

male zombie vocals: blue
female zombie vocals: pink
both: green

It's been severed limbs and eaten brains
Since you took my life away
I hunt humans every night and creep all day
Since you took my life away

Since I been dead I slaughter whoever I want
I consumed whomever I slew
The hospital is like a fancy restaraunt
But no one
I said no one is easier to chew

`Cause nobody tastes
Nobody tastes like you

I been so hungry thinkin' 'bout your ears
It's what keeps makin' this old corpse moan
Nothing can stop arterial spray from flowing
All over us once that throat is torn

I could sink my teeth into every boy I see
Spread infection everywhere I spew
Got caught by some humans, guess what they told me
Guess what they told me
They said U better fight in this pit
Whoever's thrown in there with you
Bite, claw and chew

`Cause nobody tastes
Nobody tastes like you

All the folks you killed n' infected 
When you ate their brains
All rose up and walked away

You know that feeding without you gets twice as hard
Let's go killing and make everybody die

Nobody tastes
Nobody tastes like you
Nobody tastes
Nobody tastes like you
Nobody tastes
Nobody tastes like you

The way Prince and The Family sing it…
Prince - Nothing Compares 2 U [Live]
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Friday, July 17, 2009

Eye In The Stomach

To the tune of Eye In The Sky by The Alan Parsons Project

Don't think I'll be easily fed.
Don't try turning back the undead.
You've run away from zombies before,
but now you're gonna spurt out some gore.
I'm hungry.
I'll eat your nose
and then I'll expose your intestine.

Don't run—haven't eaten much yet.
Don't shoot, unless you can blow off my head.
I've heard the noise of flesh as it tore,
it sounds to me like you are done for,
and you're bleeding.
I'll gulp down your eyes
as an appetizer most relieving.

I have an eye in my stomach
tasting of you.
I will eat your mind.
I am a shambling ghoul,
you are my food.
I'm one step behind.
And I just wanna eat one thing more.
I'll catch you.
I will eat your mind, I will eat your mind
I will eat your mind, I will eat your mind

Don't grieve for meat that I won't grind.
Don't cry—oh, I ate your eyes, now you're blind.
Your guts are all strewn out on the floor
'cause I aint gonna eat anymore, believe me
some parts were good, but your corneas left me heaving.

I have an eye in my stomach
tasting of you.
I will eat your mind.
I am a shambling ghoul,
you are my food.
I'm one step behind.
And I just wanna eat one thing more.
I'll catch you
I will eat your mind, I will eat your mind
I will eat your mind, I will eat your mind



Here's how Alan Parsons saw things: 
The Alan Parsons Project - Eye in the sky
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Undead

To the tune of Undone—The Sweater Song, by Weezer

[Matt:] Hey bra, how we doin' man?
[Karl:] Braaains.
[Matt:] It's been a while man, life's so rad! 
This band's my favorite man, don't ya love 'em?
[Karl:] Brains.
[Matt:] Aw man, you want a beer?
[Karl:] Brains.
[Matt:] Aw man, this is the best. I'm so glad we're all back together and stuff. This is great, man.
[Karl:] Brains.
[Matt:] Hey, did you know about the party after the show?
[Karl:] Brains.
[Matt:] Aw man, it's gonna be the best, I'm so stoked! Take it easy bra'. 

Zom-bie
Me be
Hell damned
I am
I can
kill and
fear me
flee me 

If you want to destroy this zombie
burn my flesh as I limp away 

[Mykel:] Hey, what's up?
[Karl:] Brains.
[Mykel:] Did you hear about the party?
[Karl:] Brains.
[Mykel:] Um, I think I'm gonna go but, um, my friends don't really wanna go. Could I get a ride?

Oh no
It go
It burned
Bye-bye
Who I
I kill
I stink
And you die 

If you want to destroy this zombie
burn my flesh as I limp away 
Watch me smolder, I'll soon be skinless
Lying in the grave (lying in the grave)
I've become undead 

If you want to destroy this zombie
burn my flesh as I limp away 
Watch me smolder, I'll soon be skinless
Lying in the grave (lying in the grave)
I've become undead 

I don't want to destroy you, zombie
Let's be friends, you can eat my brains
It's good to shamble, and kill the living
Lying in the grave (lying in the grave)
I've become undead 

Here's the Weezer original about sweaters, and no zombies …
Weezer - Undone (The Sweater Song)
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Monday, July 13, 2009

The Shambler

To the tune of The Gambler by Kenny Rogers

As civilization crumbled, on my way out of the wasteland,
I met up with the shambler, captured in the combat zone.
He would try to grab me, but chains held down his hand.
Then soldiers overtook us, and he began to moan.

He said, son, I've made a meal out of eating peoples faces,
and knowing how their brains'll taste by the fear that's in their eyes.
So if you don't mind my saying, I see you're out of ammo cases.
For a taste of your kidneys I'll give you some advice.

So I shed my kevlar armor and my kidney he did swallow.
Then he bit my leg again, like he did last night.
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all aggression.
Said, if you're gonna hunt a zombie boy, ya got to learn to hunt 'em right.

You got to know where to shoot 'em, how to execute 'em,
know where to hide away and know when to run.
Don't ignite a zombie before it's been disabled.
There'll be time enough to burn 'em when the shootin's done.

Every zombie knows that the secret to surviving
is knowing where the humans live and finding some to eat.
'Cause every brain's for dinner and every brain's delicious,
and the best that you can hope for is a bullet to the cheek.

And when he'd finished moaning, he loosed a stream of vomit,
broke free of his chains, and took a bite of Pete.
And somewhere in the darkness, a soldier scored a headshot.
But then I started groaning—I found a face that I could eat.

You got to know where to shoot 'em, how to execute 'em,
know where to hide away and know when to run.
Don't ignite a zombie before it's been disabled.
There'll be time enough to burn 'em when the shootin's done.

You got to know where to shoot 'em, how to execute 'em,
know where to hide away and know when to run.
Don't ignite a zombie before it's been disabled.
There'll be time enough to burn 'em when the shootin's done.


The original version, so you can hear how badly I mangled Kenny's hit…
Kenny Rogers - The Gambler
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