I wake up with a headache and a craving for brains. I could settle for some Special K but maybe not today. I’m a zombie. For some reason, that Gerber Baby looks tasty. I’d like to sink my teeth in ‘em. I like my infants with a side of cottage cheese. I know it sounds gross but it pleases my needs. I’m a zombie. I’m a zombie. Going through the ghetto looking for a wino. Mmm. I’m lickin’ my chops. Z.O.M.B.I.E. Zombie.
