Dial Z for Zombie

He’s not living but dead, oh can’t you see?
Well my friend Flanders is a zombie
Crucified in the evening light
And I am dead by dawn
All the things I thought were right
I’ve come to learn are wrong
Chased down the street again
With a chainsaw in my hand
Can’t you see I’m not a man
My flesh is green
No sympathy
There’s nothing for me
He’s not living but dead, oh can’t you see?
Well my friend Flanders is a zombie
Brought back from the dead again
And the Necronomicon is my only friend
Evergreen Terrace is where I used to stake my claim
Walk down the street again
When I stop I find a shotgun to my rotting head
No red will show
Just let it go
I can hear it calling
He’s not living but dead, oh can’t you see?
Well my friend Flanders is a zombie
Well patience is a virtue
Passed down onto every man
Will you stand
To wait and see
Or will you dial Z
For Zombie?
He’s not living but dead, oh can’t you see?
Well my friend Flanders is a zombie