One day, we’ll release an Epitaph Christmas CD of these.  Merry Christmas everyone – try to stay alive!

You better watch out, you better not cry,
Don’t make a sound, I’m telling you why, zombie hordes are coming to town.
Check all the doors, best check them twice,
keep yourself quiet, quiet as mice, zombie hordes are coming to town.

They hear you when your sleeping , they hear when you’re awake
They can track you from a mile away, from any sound that you make, oh.
you better watch out, you better not cry,
They’ll know if you do, I’m telling you guys, zombie hordes are coming to town.

A creak of a door, a clearing of throat,
they’ll get your scent and that’s all that she wrote
zombie hordes are coming to town
No gifts for the kids, no excited noise,
They’ll devour us all, even good girls and boys
zombie hordes are coming to town.

This time was once so happy – full of Christmas cheer!
Now we can’t make a happy sound, ’cause they’ll know that we are here. But now…
There’s no need for silence, best have a good cry.
I love you my family, but it’s time for goodbye.
zombie hordes are breaking our door down.