Night of the Living Dead

Night of the Living Dead
Can you be the one to grab me by the wrist
and run me where there's locks on the doors
where the monsters can't get me
guns out back me in a corner get down
we can hold them off together
'til we run out of bullets

how did we get in this mess?
where's the army when you need 'em?
Iraq
I got a pretty bad feeling these things are hungry
and they want us to feed 'em

We've got six more hours 'til the sun comes up
I hope we can make it, but
in the meantime we should make sweet love
and start a relationship
based on this traumatic situation

steal a kiss cock the hammer turn around
now they're banging on the door
but we still got time baby
sweet caress hear the screams crackin' wood
now the lock's givin' in
I guess we'll go out the window

look there's a car we can steal
lets get out of this ghost town
it's so hard to love you the right way
when there's flesh-eating monsters around

you know that's the best kind
the best kind of love