I...find it very very scary

To be diggin' in a cemetery

In a cool Jamaican breeze

There's a zombie; I set him free



I let him loose from his grave

Kingston-town is no more safe

An experiment malign

With a reggae Frankenstein



Reggae Mortis!

I think I've got Reggae Mortis

Hell I hope it's not Reggae Mortis

I'm stiff in the knees

Jot down this disease

Reggae Mortis!

I think I've got Reggae Mortis

Hell I hope it's not Reggae Mortis

I'll get to the point:

It's messing up my joint(s).



Now, as I stand here on this cliff

With a zombie who is miffed

I gotta ask myself "What if

"I were to give that stiff a spliff?"



Reggae Mortis!

I think I've got Reggae Mortis

Hell I hope it's not Reggae Mortis

I'm stiff in the knees

Jot down this disease...

Reggae Mortis!

I think I've got Reggae Mortis

Hell I hope it's not Bella Morte

Won't leave me alone

It's smokin' up my bone(s), ha!