[Verse 1]
I'm a legal veteran, but they call me Bill
And I'm a tough old guy on the ready to kill
And it's what I do best in the streets of my town
Killing off the living dead as I make my way around
And to make it even better, I'm a certified senior
And now you'll think twice before you call me a geezer
I can blow my way through zombies from Hawaii to Maine
So just stick by my side, and we'll complete this campaign
[Verse 2]
Hold up, you can't forget your man, Francis
My itchy trigger finger makes the zombies do dances
I'll keep all the undead from getting too bored
And I'm the only thing you need when you be fighting the horde
I agree that Bill is jacked, but he seems a little whacked
As old as he is, he might have a heart attack
So let me be your man if you wanna have fun
I'm known to the choke a Smoker with his own damn tongue
[Verse 3]
And fellas, remember you need a man with the brains
I'm your man, Louis and I got my hands on the reigns
Putting zombies in pain 'til they don't wanna face me
Driving zombies insane, 'cause they know that I'm tasty
But they can't touch this premeditated skill
I got a mind that thinks, and two hands to kill
And I can hunt the Hunter, make the Boomer boom
And if the Witch be bitchin', I'll decide her doom
I'm a legal veteran, but they call me Bill
And I'm a tough old guy on the ready to kill
And it's what I do best in the streets of my town
Killing off the living dead as I make my way around
And to make it even better, I'm a certified senior
And now you'll think twice before you call me a geezer
I can blow my way through zombies from Hawaii to Maine
So just stick by my side, and we'll complete this campaign
[Verse 2]
Hold up, you can't forget your man, Francis
My itchy trigger finger makes the zombies do dances
I'll keep all the undead from getting too bored
And I'm the only thing you need when you be fighting the horde
I agree that Bill is jacked, but he seems a little whacked
As old as he is, he might have a heart attack
So let me be your man if you wanna have fun
I'm known to the choke a Smoker with his own damn tongue
[Verse 3]
And fellas, remember you need a man with the brains
I'm your man, Louis and I got my hands on the reigns
Putting zombies in pain 'til they don't wanna face me
Driving zombies insane, 'cause they know that I'm tasty
But they can't touch this premeditated skill
I got a mind that thinks, and two hands to kill
And I can hunt the Hunter, make the Boomer boom
And if the Witch be bitchin', I'll decide her doom
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