My father lost the cemetery
The mausoleum, the reliquary
In a game of cards to some fuckin’ zombies
Now we’re living in the back of a van
They wouldn’t even let us keep
The shack where Dad and I would sleep
They rent it out for hella cheap
To all their stupid friends, so we
Are gonna take back what we lost
It doesn’t matter what the cost
We’re gonna hunt those undead down
And put ‘em back six feet underground
‘Cause no one knows this cemetery
Better than my dad and me
Around the creek and past the tree
Is the little shack where we
Stash the silver bullet guns
Stakes and chainsaws how they shun
Were drafting a plan of attack
And were taking our graveyard back
We’ll strike when the time is right
This ain’t the first time we
Have had to start a fight
With creatures of the night
Strike when the time is right
(My dad could beat up your dad)
This ain’t the first time we
(Get out zombie)
Have had to start a fight
(My dad could beat up your dad)
With creatures of the night
(Get out zombie)
Strike when the time is right
(My dad could beat up your dad)
This ain’t the first time we
(Get out zombie)
Have had to start a fight
(My dad could beat up your dad)
With creatures of the night
We’ll strike when the time is right
(My dad could beat up your dad)
This ain’t the first time we
(Get out zombie)
Have had to start a fight
(My dad could beat up your dad)
With creatures of the night
(Get out zombie)
Strike when the time is right
(My dad could beat up your dad)
This ain’t the first time we
(Get out zombie)
Have had to start a fight
(My dad could beat up your dad)
With creatures of the night
(Get out zombie)
Strike when the time is right
(My dad could beat up your dad)
This ain’t the first time we
(Get out zombie)
Have had to start a fight
(My dad could beat up your dad)
With creatures of the night
(Get out zombie)