Zombies in America

The pools of blood dripping from the chin,
The rotten breath of the Devil's kin.
Taste the flesh and the morbid cries,
Ignite the cinders behind their eyes.
The vital systems have come to rest,
So the blood from the living keeps the beat in their chest.
Run run run, run and hide,
Keep your eyes open wide,
There's no way you're getting any sleep tonight.
Things for flesh, and demons of death,
Are gonna eat your heart, eat your heart,
Eat your heart alive.

We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,

We got zombies in America,

They gnash and gnaw as they run in hordes,
And leaking sickness out of every pore.
Stop to rest don't need to count to ten,
If you look and you're close,
You'll become one of them.
Minor mistakes, could be your last
You hear them coming up the stairs but you get out of your past
Feast or flight?
Your only choice there's nothing left,
Every decision that you make better be the one that's right,
That's right,

You gotta keep your heart, keep your heart,
Keep your heart alive.

We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
There's no mercy for you,

There's no mercy for me.
There's no mercy for you,

There's no mercy for me.

And if you start to take a breath,
You better know it could be your last.

We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
(Mercy for me, yeah)
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America,
We got zombies in America.