Dirty leaves on a blood covered roadnNine doors down I've been toldnOpen graves for an evening frightnA gruesome sight on a Saturday nightnOpen graves for an evening frightnA gruesome sight on a Saturday nightnnSee my skin rotting bluenSeven zombies are after younLike you better without a headnYou alway looked good dead in rednnPale white skin rising out of the grave (4x)nnDirty leaves on a zombie roadnNine lids close with green casket moldnPale white skin made an eerie lightnA gruesome sight for a Saturday nightnnCasket road they lie aheadnIn their graves return of the deadnCasket road they lie aheadnIn their graves return of the dead