Zombies

Solve me

Save me from myself

Zombie

It's half past 3, for better health

Stroke me

Inflate my ego

Scold me

Your touch is so subzero

It's half past 3 in some bloke's kitchen

These birds are lookin' appealin', they're usually mingin'

Birds are tweetin', I'm starin' at the ceiling

An aged assurance in your walk, there is no doubt

You see through their decoys, you've got it figured out

Wanna go for a snout and tell me about life's swings and roundabouts?

At a certain point, was the king of the town

Now I'm not too sure on his whereabouts

At a certain point, was the queen of the manor

Loves a bit of booger sugar and loves a bit of glamour

Now she's lookin' kinda haggard

Baby daddy in the slammer

Solve me

Save me from myself

Zombie

It's half past 3, for better health

Solve me

Save me from myself

Zombie

It's half past 3, for better health

Look

Little man's the man of the house now

Bills are incessant, mum's always stressin'

Never learned from daddy's lessons

By the time he's sixteen, he's purchased himself a weapon

Built up a little line, now he's servin' zombies till the sun rises

Servin' zombies till the sun rises

Gary's got a nasty habit

And little man's not so little now

That little line stretches from Enfield Town to Moss Side

Ends up in Strangeways on the same wing as Daddy

And so it goes, so on and so forth

Solve me

Save me from myself

Zombie

It's half past 3, for better health

Solve me

Save me from myself

Zombie

It's half past 3, for better health