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Theres a zombie on your lawn
Theres a zombie on your lawn
Theres a zombie on your lawn
We dont want zombies on the lawn
I know your type: tall, dark, and dead
You want to bite all the petals off of my head
And then eat the brains of
the one who planted me here
Im just a sunflower but see
me power an entire infantry
You like the taste of brains
we dont like zombies
I used to play football
Road cones protect my head
I have a screen-door shield
We are the undead
Theres a zombie on your lawn
Theres a zombie on your lawn
Theres a zombie on your lawn
We dont want zombies on the lawn
Maybe its time to reevaluate
I know you have a lot of food on your plate
Brains are quite rich in cholesterol
Youre dead so it doesnt matter,
Instead well use this solar power
to make a lawn defense at any hour
I like the tricycle
Theres butter on my head
Im gonna eat your brains
Theres a zombie on your lawn
Theres a zombie on your lawn
Theres a zombie on your lawn
We dont want zombies on the lawn