See them creep out to nightlife   You see them walk the streets   These children of the undead look dressed for the endless Halloweens   and this horror like production,   takes total dedication   of black clothes and pale complexions   Rock jet black hair and monster makeup      And who can blame them?   They walk through asphalt cemeteries   Zombie fashions—   They must have been born that way   So can you hear me?   Can you get hip to what I'm saying?   These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone      So lock those doors and windows   They crawl the malls to shop   For tight black jeans and spiky belts   and scissors for the Zelda cut   and there is no explanation   These creatures are just victims   Dressed in expensive fashions   To look like they crawled out of coffins      And who can blame them?   They walk through asphalt cemeteries   Zombie fashions—   They must have been born that way   So can you hear me?   Can you get hip to what I'm saying?   These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone      Darkness falls across the land   The midnight hour is close at hand   Creatures crawl in search of blood   To accessorize their black zipper hood   and monster children with monster faces   Are looking for love in all the wrong places      And who can blame them?   They walk through asphalt cemeteries   Zombie fashions—   They must have been born that way   So can you hear me?   Can you get hip to what I'm saying?   These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone      So can you hear me?   Can you get hip to what I'm saying?   These fashion zombies don't walk this world alone