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!