I’ve been bitten by a zombie
and I think I’ve lost my mind
I walk the streets real slowly
and I’ll eat what I can find

I recognize some people
but I do not know their names
Not even when I kill them
and I’m munching on their brains

My clothes are torn and tatty
and I've only got one arm
I get drawn to different noises
like a shot or an alarm

I don't think you can escape me
Because your brains I have to eat
And when I’ve finished off your head
I'll eat your smelly feet

My voice is cracked and broken
And my vocabulary’s changed
The only words I seem to say are
BRAINS, BRAINS, BRAINS

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