See them creep out to nightlife

You see them walk the streets

These children of the undead look dressed for the endless Halloweens

and this horror like production,

takes total dedication

of black clothes and pale complexions

Rock jet black hair and monster makeup

And who can blame them?

They walk through asphalt cemeteries

Zombie fashions—

They must have been born that way

So can you hear me?

Can you get hip to what I'm saying?

These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone

So lock those doors and windows

They crawl the malls to shop

For tight black jeans and spiky belts

and scissors for the Zelda cut

and there is no explanation

These creatures are just victims

Dressed in expensive fashions

To look like they crawled out of coffins

And who can blame them?

They walk through asphalt cemeteries

Zombie fashions—

They must have been born that way

So can you hear me?

Can you get hip to what I'm saying?

These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone

Darkness falls across the land

The midnight hour is close at hand

Creatures crawl in search of blood

To accessorize their black zipper hood

and monster children with monster faces

Are looking for love in all the wrong places

And who can blame them?

They walk through asphalt cemeteries

Zombie fashions—

They must have been born that way

So can you hear me?

Can you get hip to what I'm saying?

These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone

So can you hear me?

Can you get hip to what I'm saying?

These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone