Post by Bob Beetlebum on Dec 1, 2007 6:55:12 GMT -5
So here we are, facing the Big Bash. And we'll probably all be eaten by zombies... Which, of course, means it's time for a song!
(to the tune of Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division)
When a rotter bites hard
And barricades are low
And the Big Bash rides high
But trenchcoaters won't go
And we're changing our base,
Freerunning different roads
Then zeds, zeds will tear us apart again.
Why is Blackmore so cold
Ruin around every side?
Is my aiming that flawed,
Our FAKs run so dry?
Yet there's still a Christmas Tree
That we've kept through our revives
Zeds, zeds will tear us apart again.
Do you die while in your sleep
While the building's exposed?
Zed got your brain in it's mouth
As Tangling Grasp takes hold
To this dead thing you're food
Just can't reload no more?
When zeds, zeds will tear us apart again.
(to the tune of Love Will Tear Us Apart by Joy Division)
When a rotter bites hard
And barricades are low
And the Big Bash rides high
But trenchcoaters won't go
And we're changing our base,
Freerunning different roads
Then zeds, zeds will tear us apart again.
Why is Blackmore so cold
Ruin around every side?
Is my aiming that flawed,
Our FAKs run so dry?
Yet there's still a Christmas Tree
That we've kept through our revives
Zeds, zeds will tear us apart again.
Do you die while in your sleep
While the building's exposed?
Zed got your brain in it's mouth
As Tangling Grasp takes hold
To this dead thing you're food
Just can't reload no more?
When zeds, zeds will tear us apart again.
