True, it is saidnThat they cannot feel, they cannot thinknThey have no minds and they cannot blinknnYou'll soon regretnNot preparing to save yourselfnFor the end of the world is upon us nownnOne, two, three, there are too manynFour, five, six, seven, eight, nine, tennThey are coming through the door and up through the floornAnd it comes to menThat zombies can't dancennTrue, it is saidnThat we're stronger, faster and smarter throughnBut soon enough we'll be the fewnnYou have a pointnThough the outcome is bleak and our chances are weaknAt least we can dancennOne, two, three, there are too manynFour, five, six, seven, eight, nine, tennThey are coming through the door and up through the floornAnd it comes to menThat zombies can't dancennI run up the stairs and into my bednForgot to chop them down, soon I'll be deadnThere's no escape I'll be put to restnAnd it comes to menThat zombies can't dancenn(Zombies can't dance)nnOne, two, three, there are too manynFour, five, six, seven, eight, nine, tennThey are coming through the door and up through the floornAnd it comes to menThat zombies can't dancennI run up the stairs and into my bednForgot to chop them down, soon I'll be deadnThere's no escape, I'll be put to restnAnd it comes to menThat zombies can't dancennOne, two, three, there are too manynFour, five, six, seven, eight, nine, tennThey are coming through the door and up through the floornAnd it comes to menThat zombies can't dancenn(Zombies can't dance)