Zombies Can't Dance - White Apple Tree

True, it is said

That they cannot feel, they cannot think

They have no minds and they cannot blink

You’ll soon regret

Not preparing to save yourself

For the end of the world is upon us now

1, 2, 3, there are too many

They are coming through the door and up through the floor

And it comes to me That zombies can’t dance

True, it is said

That we’re stronger, faster and smarter through

But soon enough we’ll be the few

You have a point

Though the outcome is bleak and our chances are weak

At least we can dance

1, 2, 3, there are too many

They are coming through the door and up through the floor

And it comes to me That zombies can’t dance

I run up the stairs and into my bed

Forgot to chop them down, soon I’ll be dead

There’s no escape I’ll be put to rest

And it comes to me That zombies can’t dance

(zombies can’t dance)

1, 2, 3, there are too many

They are coming through the door and up through the floor

And it comes to me That zombies can’t dance

I run up the stairs and into my bed

Forgot to chop them down, soon I’ll be dead

There’s no escape, I’ll be put to rest

And it comes to me That zombies can’t dance

1, 2, 3, there are too many

They are coming through the door and up through the floor

And it comes to me That zombies can’t dance

(zombies can’t dance)