Here's my story, it’s strange but true
About some Zombies that I once knew
They want your brains, They’re foul and they’re vile
But they’ll prepare those brains with style!

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Ah, Preparing brains to them is Cajun art
They make a stew and serve it a-la-cart
Now listen people what I'm telling you
A-keep away from the spicy brain stew

They’re coming for you, they’re a big disgrace
And once they bite you, soon you will embrace
That you’ll become a part of this un-dead crew
And soon be eatin’ that spicy brain stew

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Ah, They don’t like eating brains raw
Yeah, So let me tell you just what I saw,
They stewed the brains of the now deceased
So here comes - that spicy brain feast

Here's the moral and the story from a guy who knows
Even Gordon Ramsay would have never chose
This Creole concoction that the Zombies brew
A-Keep away from this spicy brain stew!

Yeah, keep away from that stew
‘Cause I know what they’ll do
Keep away from that stew!

Ah, They don’t like eating brains raw
Yeah, So let me tell you just what I saw,
They stewed the brains of the now deceased
So here comes - that spicy brain feast

Here's the moral and the story from a guy who knows
Even Gordon Ramsay would have never chose
This Creole concoction that the Zombies brew
A- Keep away from this spicy brain stew!

Yeah, stay away from this stew
Don’t you know what they’ll do now
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