standing nail don't stand up don't stand out a standing nail gets hammered don't look in just look out a standing nail get hammered don't make waves they all crash down you might just drown just fit in don't stand out a standing nail get hammered don't stand out just fit in

meditation on the impending zombie apocalypse go tell your mama don't look out the window what she would see will bring fear to her eyes go tell your papa to lock all the windows nail all the doors shut and please stay inside zombies dancing in the street zombies dancing to the beat whoa oh watch them how they move their feet zombies dancing in the street oh no there's Uncle Ed he looking grim don't want to know what happened to him his eyes are red he look like a ghoul he looks at you he start to drool if you see your momma nibbling on your toe you might soon be dancing the zombie apocalypso drop the bomb and then we can dance drop the bomb and then we can dance go wake your brother it's time to get up now unlock the window so he can go outside re-lock the window and go down the stairs now mama and papa got tears in their eyes zombies dancing in the street zombies dancing to the beat whoa oh watch them how they move their feet zombie dancing can't be beat oh no they play their bone just like a drum don't get too close you'll lose a thumb zombie rhythm sounds mighty fine you'll want to join their conga line happy little zombies wobbling to and fro you might see them dancing the zombie apocalypso drop the bomb and then we can dance drop the bomb and then we can dance (play them bones!) Everybody love zombies nowadays! And why not? Who else could make choppin' the head off a human bein' into a socially acceptable activity? Who else could make a geek with a shotgun into a hero? Who else could make even the smallest brain into a sought-after commodity? And who else could fool the entire human race into thinking that it can survive a biological apocalypse? So the next time you're beheadin' your neighbor, be sure to ssay "Thank You, Mister Zombie!" And all you nations with your biological warfare weaponry - drop those bombs, so we can dance! happy little zombies wobbling to and fro they're all busy dancing the zombie apocalypso happy little zombies wobbling to and fro you might soon be dancing the zombie apocalypso you might soon be dancing the zombie apocalypso drop the bomb and then we can dance drop the bomb and then we can dance...

when it's gone sunlight breaks on the horizon found the letter by the door the time is here, it is upon us then no more silence comes, it's not a stranger there are no words, nothing to say nothing said would even matter not today just don't think about tomorrow what we don't have we can borrow we won't think about this sorrow when it's gone raise your head, it's time to go now don't look back, just close the door you won't miss what you won't have now when it's gone