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Shrunken heads, broken legs, body parts on the concrete
Cut 'em up butcher style, gators of the swamp
Red light, leave 'em dead, running like a track meet
Scared of nobody, what you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ want?
Believe me when I tell 'em I'm a bogeyman beast
Leave 'em slashed from their head to their feet
Pin bricks to the chest of a ♥♥♥♥♥ well fed
Cooking meat, cannibal trying to eat
I got a zombie army and you can't harm me
Who do you voodoo, ♥♥♥♥♥?
Drink blood like a vampire without warning
Who do you voodoo, ♥♥♥♥♥?
(Stand up)
Sam B got the thing that go bump in the night
Who do you voodoo, ♥♥♥♥♥?
Hide your kids, grab your wife, better get outta sight
Who do you voodoo, ♥♥♥♥♥?
(Let's go)
Who you gonna call when the dead are rising?
The posse's gettin' large, man, it's supersizin'!
But they a bunch of ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, they ain't too conniving!
From Willamette to Vegas, to Santa Cabeza
I'mma tell you right now, ♥♥♥♥ gets crazy!
Can of zombie whoop ass, first three ingredients?
Frank West, orange juice, and dress code deviance!
It ain't a game, it's a modern fiasco
He got a raw deal, now he gotta get aggro
And teach a lesson 'bout corporate schemes
It went from beef, to queens, and zombie fiends
Then back into Zombrex, the plot gets complex
Don't get it outta order, man, keep it in context
(He's covered wars, you know?) Oh, of course you do
I'mma say his frickin' name till I'm hoarse and blue
His name's Frank (West)
His name's Frank (West)!
He's Frank (West)
In the mall, or casino, walkin' zombies off the plank
His name's Frank (West)
His name's Frank (West)!
Phenotrans' runnin' scams, gonna put him to the test