[Verse 1]
Travelocity, I want a refund
No wonder this vacation package was the cheap one
Get these zombies off of me, I don't wanna be eaten
"Just pick a gun, please" Why? "'Cause you'll need one"
Get yourself together 'less you got a death wish
Put up some fences, we gotta defend this
F this, wish this magazine was endless
I've had it with these maggot bags, zombie, catch this
I used to expect a painless death
I've snapped zombie necks and pumped brains with lead
I guess my death is gonna be the same as the rest
'Cause once you get infected, you'll be left for dead
[Chorus]
But somewhere out there, is an island, just waiting for me
With a couple cold beers and the finest margaritas
I know that somewhere, is an island with a white, sandy beach
With a lovely view of the ocean
And no walking, dead people that rip out your inside and eat you
[Verse 2]
Drowners all around, don't get wet
You best check yourself before you're infected (Oh my god)
Take a medkit and catch your breath
You better put up a fight before you've met your death
Rev up the generator, keep it on
Zombies at the gate, let's clean 'em off (Uh)
The Gatling Gun will sing his song
And blast these freaks halfway to Kingdom Come
I'm the one guy not to f*** with
Light you up with a flare gun to the head
And I'd rather be dead than undead
But while we're in the tropics, let's get some trumpet
Travelocity, I want a refund
No wonder this vacation package was the cheap one
Get these zombies off of me, I don't wanna be eaten
"Just pick a gun, please" Why? "'Cause you'll need one"
Get yourself together 'less you got a death wish
Put up some fences, we gotta defend this
F this, wish this magazine was endless
I've had it with these maggot bags, zombie, catch this
I used to expect a painless death
I've snapped zombie necks and pumped brains with lead
I guess my death is gonna be the same as the rest
'Cause once you get infected, you'll be left for dead
[Chorus]
But somewhere out there, is an island, just waiting for me
With a couple cold beers and the finest margaritas
I know that somewhere, is an island with a white, sandy beach
With a lovely view of the ocean
And no walking, dead people that rip out your inside and eat you
[Verse 2]
Drowners all around, don't get wet
You best check yourself before you're infected (Oh my god)
Take a medkit and catch your breath
You better put up a fight before you've met your death
Rev up the generator, keep it on
Zombies at the gate, let's clean 'em off (Uh)
The Gatling Gun will sing his song
And blast these freaks halfway to Kingdom Come
I'm the one guy not to f*** with
Light you up with a flare gun to the head
And I'd rather be dead than undead
But while we're in the tropics, let's get some trumpet
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