To the tune of "Tell me why? I don't like Mondays." by the Boomtown rats.
The bodies lying inside the tomb
Get up and start to walk.
And nobody's gonna leave their house today,
They're going to make them stay at home.
And Lucie doesn't understand it,
The priest had said they were laid to rest
And she can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
I want to cut
The whole horde down.
The Humacti's swords are kept so clean
As they wait for the coming fight.
And mother feels so shocked,
Father's world is rocked,
And their eyes turn to
Their dead little girl.
Sweet 16 now she's shambling,
No, it ain't so sane to hunger for brains.
They can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
I want to cut
The whole horde down.
All the praying's stopped in the graveyard now
There's nothing left here but disturbed soil.
The gates are broken and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die.
And then you'll be rising
As Vivamort commands
No air to breathe or tears to cry.
And he can see no reasons
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die?
The bodies lying inside the tomb
Get up and start to walk.
And nobody's gonna leave their house today,
They're going to make them stay at home.
And Lucie doesn't understand it,
The priest had said they were laid to rest
And she can see no reason
'Cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be shown?
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like
I don't like
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like
I don't like
I don't like Undead.
Tell me why?
I don't like Undead.
I want to cut
The whole horde down.