You won’t get a show!   You’re gonna die die die die   Get down! DOWN!      Can’t raise my hat   You keep beheading me   Can’t shake my hands   You make me walk on them   You make me walk on them   Can’t raise my fucking hat      And your eyes are too bloodshot   To realize what’s going on around me      How dead can a popstar get?!      You won’t get a show   Frozen blood don’t flow   Frozen flesh don’t blow   Dead hair don’t grow   Dead hair don’t grow      How dead can a popstar get?   How dead can a zombie get?      You all must die   You all must DIE      Chris Juris 1990!