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.....Transit...... When the zombies call on you And there's nothing you can do You can run and hide But time is on their side Corpses crawling You start bawling Running too and fro Where can you go Cause their coming after you And there's nothing you can do Buy a ray gun But stay on the run Hope your neighbors got your back Cause the zombies are on the attack Lost you friend so sad He fought rather bad Now their coming after you And there's nothing you can do No reason to fuss Just catch that bus Board up them windows fast Cause this round, you may not last Lost in the fog You get attacked by what looks like an ugly dog And it's clinging to my head Hoping I don't die on this lava bed Zombies are coming after you And there's nothing you can do Hear the zombies shout No weapons about Their coming after you And there nothing you can do Running town to town cause in zombies your about to drown Searching the sky at night Looking for the beacan light Really need that chest. But the zombies surround you And there nothing you can do Hiding in a tunnel You build a funnel Machine guns on the wall. Can't beat them only stall Cause zombies are coming after you, And there's nothing you can do

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