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Sloshing through the blood
Of zombies that we've slayed
Through the gobs of goo
Laughing all the way...
Moaning pieces swing
Shrinking from the light
What fun it is to laugh and sing
As we kill undead tonight
Oh, Zombie bells, what a smell!
Bone and tendons fray,
Oh what fun it is to blow
A freakbag's ass away...
Oh Zombie bells, straight from hell
Oozing with decay...
Ring their bells with shotgun shells
And monkey bombs and blades
A day or two ago,
We took a nice sleigh ride,
Little did we know,
zombie was inside,
The meatsack tried to bite, and tore a hunk of skin,
So we ripped his head off, threw him out,
And then ran over him! Hey!
Oh, Zombie bells, what a smell!
Bone and tendons fray,
Oh what fun it is to blow
A freakbag's ass away...Heil!
Oh Zombie bells, straight from hell
Oozing with decay...
Ring their bells with shotgun shells
And monkey bombs and blades Da!