Lyrics: Hip Albatross

(low rumbling sound)
Every dead body that is not exterminated becomes one of them.
It gets up and kills!
The people it kills get up and kill!

(zombie sounds, then a woman moaning, followed by more zombie sounds, and clips from Day of the Dead)

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I was born a zombie,
By the Creek, By the Sea.

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I was born a zombie,
By the Creek, By the Seeeeeeaaahh....

Yah, Ya I got us an idea,
Let's get in that ol' whirly bird there, find us an island someplace, get greased up, and spend what time we got left soakin' up some sunshine! How's that?