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We'll be laughin' when the Walmarts hit the fan While everyone is walkin' dead, we'll run zombieland When I was in the fifth grade, a kid named Walker (yeah) Punched me in the gut, then he shoved me in a locker One day, I'll be wearin' me a ear-to-ear grin When he's bangin' on the door screamin', "Let me in!" My ex best friend, let's call her "Regina" Talked a lot of trash about me back in middle school theater So when she's beggin' for the Aquafina in my freezer I'ma feed her to the dead and then I think I'll watch 'em eat her 'cause You should have never fucked with my boy (my boy) You should have never fucked with my girl (my girl) You're all out of luck 'cause you're about to be so Fucked at the end of the world I can't wait for the apocalypse 'Cause I know we survive (I know we survive) Doomsday sounds ridiculously fun When we're the only ones alive Baby, it's you and me verse All these brain-dead NPC's (all these NPC's) When the box we created and the aliens invade us It's gonna be a pretty funny scene So bring on the earthquakes, bring on the floods I ain't afraid of nothin' because Darlin', we'll be just fine When my apocalypse are yours and your apocalypse are mine We'll be laughin' when the Walmarts hit the fan (Walmarts hit the fan) And while everyone is walkin' dead, we'll run zombieland (cute, yeah) I feel bad for your ex-girlfriend "This bunker's full, sorry, Kate" I feel bad for your ex-boyfriend I think his name was "Zombie-bait" I feel bad for the girl who left you all alone 'Cause I'ma save the dog, but the bitch is on her own I feel bad for the dude who broke your heart 'Cause there's only room for two on this arc I'll be on my "I Am Legend" shit, you'll be the Will to my Smith You're the Smith to my Wesson, on my hip On my arm, you're the armor to my 'geddon I don't know what everybody's dreadin' I can't wait for the apocalypse 'Cause I know we survive (I know we survive) Doomsday sounds ridiculously fun When we're the only ones alive Baby, it's you and me verse All these brain-dead NPC's (all these NPC's) When the box we created and the aliens invade us It's gonna be a pretty funny scene So bring on the earthquakes, bring on the floods I ain't afraid of nothin' because Darlin', we'll be just fine When my apocalypse are yours and your apocalypse are mine We'll be laughin' when the Walmarts hit the fan (Walmarts hit the fan) And while everyone is walkin' dead, we'll run zombieland
Writer(s): Walker Hayes, Michael Hardy, Ben Johnson, Jaclyn Cole Miskanic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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