Its later than you think

As promised...

Dead Granddad, Run Time! (sung to Mistletoe and Wine)


The zombie is free, the innocents scream,
Granddad has passed, now he has arisen.
Dreams of brainmeats, dreams of blood,
Marrowbone, ar-NOM-NOM-NOM.

Zombie time, blood and snow and slime
Granddad shuffling, axe in his back
Not slowing him down much, he's still co-oming
Time to get moving before we're his tea.

A time for shambling, a time for brain-eating
A time for shuffling, not Queen's Speeches
Gore and splatter and death ever-lasting
Brains for the taking, just munch on the owner.

Zombie time, blood and snow and slime
Granddad shuffling, axe in his back
Not slowing him down much, he's still co-oming
Time to get moving before we're his tea.

A time for running, a time for hiding,
A time for hell-getting away from the zombie
Granddad is dead, he's still coming
So much for turkey and mince pies for tea.

Zombie time, blood and snow and slime
Granddad shuffling, axe in his back
Not slowing him down much, he's still co-oming
Time to get moving before we're his tea.