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 to match their 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