Caught in a B-movie vortex There’s a zombie on my TV screen A cold gla** of beer in my hands Is it real or a dream? My mind doesn’t work properly Hallucinations in my brain My body’s starting to rot But I don’t feel any pain There’s a monster in my basement Just crazy for human flesh He’s polite and a little bit shy He’s almost human almost dead I know there’s another guest at home But I couldn’t find him yet He was wallep alive Because he tried to open the Gates of Hell A date with Fulci Every day
Horror prevails The moon is bright I have a date tonight Cadavers and monsters rule my universe Echoes of terror pain that feels good Storms of horror B-movie devourer Condemned to live in my world of darkness My roommate is a s** offender He loves b**hes, who*es and strippers My roommate quacks like a duck on the phone My roommate is The New York Ripper Our friends are a bunch or hungry zombies They will eat you without no pity We live in the House by the cemetery We live in Dunwich city