I'll be undead for Christmas,
Eating more than I usually do,
And although I know
It's a long road home,
I'll be fueled by goo.
Christmas Eve will find me
Wherever brains will be.
I'll be undead for Christmas,
When I hear your screams.
I'll be undead this Christmas--
Yes the virus, it got me.
Tramp through the snow,
To eat some toes
And brains under the tree.
Christmas Eve will find me
Wherever brains will be.
I'll be undead for Christmas,
When I hear your screams.
(Taken with permission from the pages of Michael P. Spradlin's It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Zombies! A Book of Zombie Christmas Carols.)
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LOL - fueled by goo.
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