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the Snowman
    Had to hurry on his way,
    But he waved good-bye, sayin’, “Please do cry,
    I’ll eat your brains someday!”
    Chorus

 

     
E AT A T OE
    Sung to the tune of “Let It Snow”
    Oh the virus outside is spreadin’,
    And there’s more and more undeadin’,
    But when fresh brains are running low,
    Eat a toe! Eat a toe! Eat a toe!
    The Zombie ’pocalypse ain’t stopping—
    Listen, hear the eyeballs a-popping,
    But fresh brains are running low,
    Eat a toe! Eat a toe! Eat a toe!
    The humans put up a good fight,
    But lost out to a Zombie swarm!
    So if you’ll really let me turn,
    I’ll eat my own sister’s arm!
    Civilization is slowly dying,
    And, humans, we’re still good-bying,
    But Zombies already ate your nose,
    Eat a toe! Eat a toe! Eat a toe!

 
H ERE W E C OME A-G ARROTING
    Sung to the tune of “Here We Come A-Caroling”
    Here we come a-garroting,
    Among the brains that bleed.
    Here we come a-Zombie-ing,
    Undead to be seen.
    Chorus
    We have come to eat you,
    With a Zombie virus, too.
    And God bless you as I rip off your ear,
    And God bless you as I rip off your ear.
    We are not your normal Zombies
    Who roam from door to door,
    But we were friendly neighbors,
    Whom you have seen before.
    Chorus
    Let’s eat the master of this house,
    And eat the mistress too,
    And all the little children,
    Let’s eat them through and through.
    Chorus
    And all your kin and kinfolk
    That dwell both far and near,
    We wish they were still living,
    But they are gone we fear.
    Chorus

 

     
I’ M D REAMING OF AN U NDEAD C HRISTMAS
    Sung to the tune of “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas”
    I’m dreaming of an undead Christmas,
    With the virus all aglow,
    Where the brainpans glisten
    And humans listen
    To hear Zombies tromping through the snow.
    I’m dreaming of an undead Christmas
    With every human that I bite.
    May your days be merry and bright,
    And may all your Christmas brains taste right.
    I’m dreaming of an undead Christmas
    With every human being I bite.
    May your days be scary with fright,
    And may all your Christmas brains taste right.

 
Z OMBIE Y ELLS
    Sung to the tune of “Jingle Bells”
    Bleeding from the nose,
    There’s one horse left to slay,
    O’er the fields we go,
    Feasting all the way.
    Bells on bobtails ring,
    Make undead spirits bright.
    What fun it is to chew and sing
    An eating song tonight!
    Oh, Zombie yells, Zombie yells,
    Howling all the way.
    Oh, what fun it is to ride
    In an undead open sleigh!
    Zombie yells, Zombie yells,
    Chomping all the way.
    Oh, what fun it is to ride
    In an undead open sleigh!
    A day or two ago,
    I got a Zombie bite,
    And soon Miss Fanny Bright—
    I was chewing on her side.
    The horse was lean and stank,
    But horse brains are our lot.
    We got into a drifted bank
    And the horse he was upsot.
    Oh, Zombie yells, Zombie yells,
    Howling all the way!
    Oh, what fun it is to ride
    In an undead horsey sleigh!
    Zombie yells, Zombie yells,
    Chomping all the way.
    Oh, what fun it is to ride
    In an undead horsey sleigh, yeah!

 

     
L ET’S F EAST ON M ERRY G ENTLEMEN
    Sung to the tune of “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen”
    Let’s feast on merry gentlemen;
    There’ll be arterial spray.
    Remember, eat your vegetables
    With brains on Christmas Day.
    You can’t be saved from Zombie’s power;
    Undead have gone astray.
    Eating brains brings us comfort and joy,
    Comfort and joy,
    O, eating brains brings us comfort and joy.

 
S ILVER B RAINS
    Sung to the tune of “Silver Bells”
    City sidewalks, busy sidewalks,
    Simply teeming with brains!
    In the air
    There’s a new
    Zombie virus.
    Undead laughing,
    Brains they’re passing,
    Eating mile after mile,
    And on ev’ry street corner you’ll hear:
    Silver brains! Silver brains!
    It’s undead party time in the city.
    Do our thing! Hear them scream!
    The Zombie will carry the day!
    All the streetlights,
    Even stoplights,
    No longer blink red and green
    As the shoppers become barricaders!
    Hear the bones crunch,
    See