Political science animates the dead To ease their pain they must be fed Corpses fight over who gets your brains Adrenaline rushed through your veins Red glowing eyes penetrate the darkness One bite sends you to eternal abyss U-Need-A's the place to get out of the rain When the army cleans up things won't be the same The pain of being dead I can feel myself rot Don't eat people, just brains The pain of being dead hurts You can't kill what's already dead If you try your brains will be spread If you're not careful this will be your last day "Let me eat your brains" That's what the zombies say Tina, if you really love me You'll let me EAT YOUR BRAINS!