LYRIC FOR SALE

By Bernard Morris

(verse 1)
Down the streets and avenues he staggers in a sway
Bits of rotting flesh dropping off and blowing away
In the wind a waft of putrid decay fills the air
As from his rotten head there hangs straggles of fine hair

(chorus)
If you hear him shuffling here and there in the dark night
Please don’t be afraid he will not harm
You but if you offer your sweet lips then he just might
Smile and show you his zombified charm

(verse 2)
Kiss me kiss me he says as for juicy lips he looks
As between his legs his dripping zombiehood he tucks
To stop it from dropping off as it hangs from a thin
Strand of tissue that’s attached to his festering skin

(chorus)
If you hear him shuffling here and there in the dark night
Please don’t be afraid he will not harm
You but if you offer your sweet lips then he just might
Smile and show you his zombified charm

(bridge)
Bits and pieces they fall off him deep into the night
It is understandable if it gives you a fright
But that’s not his intention his intention is to
Kiss you on your soft lips and say to you I love you

(verse 3)
Juicy brains he is not looking for for he is not
Hungry for them but a loving passion he has got
His clothes they are torn just like the heart inside his chest
As for romantic zombies Pucker Lips is the best

(chorus)
If you hear him shuffling here and there in the dark night
Please don’t be afraid he will not harm
You but if you offer your sweet lips then he just might
Smile and show you his zombified charm