Zombie carols!

[hellison]

The offical Muffateers Zombie Carol Song book has been completed and is available for those who would like a copy.

If you wish to spread some festive cheer, singing along to such timeless classics as 'Good King Corpseleslass', 'God Rest Ye Merry Zombie Folk' and 'little zombie' leave a comment and I shall email it out ;)

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[adelpha.livejournal.com]

Is it too late to add another?

Oh Come All Ye Zombies

O come all ye zombies
Mouldy and quite runny
O come ye, oh come ye to the Quik-e-Mart.
Come and devour him
The man behind the counter.
O come, let us devour him
O come, let us ingest him
O come, let us chow down on
His spi-iiicy braaaaainz.

O Sing, choirs of zombies,
Sing of putrefaction
Sing to those running from your mouldy decay.
Give to small children, flesh wo-unds everlasting;
O come, let uu-us shamble
O come, let uu-us stumble
O come, let uu-us shuffle
To spicy brain meats.

Oh hell, there's a chainsaw
Being held by a survivor
He's co-ming this way to decapi-tate us all.
Quick, while he's posing. Go and chew his arms off.
Oh yum, still-beating hear-rt
Oh yum, his twitching lii-ver
Oh yum, his spicy brain meats.
Lu-unch is served!

[hellison.livejournal.com]

ooh that is INSPIRED!

I have emailed you the songbook too, so you can add it onto the end!

[adelpha.livejournal.com]

I'm trying to rework that other zombie favorite (or at least it's sung by one), Mistletoe and Wine.

[hellison.livejournal.com]

ROFL :p

It's very hard to stop this once you start btw ;)

[adelpha.livejournal.com]

I'm having trouble shoe-horning words in sometimes, so might leave it there for now.

Although it tomorrow at work's quiet... ;)

[adelpha.livejournal.com]

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.