It's the end of Camelot And if you're ready or not You can smell the rot Of an army of zombies The whole world's shakin And the bones are breakin So don't you be mistaken 'Cause we're setting the whole thing off
It's you, it's me Against an army of zombies (x4)
The temperature's risin' And the rhythm's hypnotizing The beat is uniting A million people as one The bomb is detonating We're through delegating No more commiserating So shut your mouth and fight