Hello everyone, boys and girls, cats and squirrels
I came here today to bring you something,
something you've never heard before.
Actually, you've heard it everywhere on MySpace,
everybody's trying to cash in on this thing called 'The Breakdown'

Burn this fucker down!

This morning I woke up to stench of death,
and the horrific sounds of my mothers flesh
being peeled from her carcass.
Luckily I sleep with a chainsaw and a sawed off
shotgun underneath my pillow.
There's only one thing left to do,
destroy

I am trying to stay alive, but I am growing weary,
this time I can't, I can't, I can't get out,
the zombies are trying to get me

Whats left to do?

Destroy!

Dying is not automatic,
it should be fun and sporadic,
wouldn't have it any other way

Dying is not automatic,
it should be fun and sporadic,
wouldn't have it any other way

Dying is not automatic,
it should be fun and sporadic,
wouldn't have it any other way.