| Song | Zombie Stalk |
| Artist | Demented Are Go |
| Album | Tangenital Madness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Grant, Luther, Phillips ... | |
| Chorus | |
| Zombie stalk, zombie stalk | |
| Zombie stalk, all night long | |
| Zombie stalk, zombie stalk | |
| Zombie stalk, all night long | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They're coming after me | |
| A thousand stalking zombies | |
| They want my brains to feed | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Get a shotgun and a chainsaw | |
| In the cellar lock your wife | |
| Kick down the front door | |
| Run for your ****in' life | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They're coming after me | |
| A thousand stalking zombies | |
| They want my brains to feed | |
| Chorus | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They're coming after me | |
| More in the garden | |
| In the graveyard they should be | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they're searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. |
| zuo qu : Grant, Luther, Phillips ... | |
| Chorus | |
| Zombie stalk, zombie stalk | |
| Zombie stalk, all night long | |
| Zombie stalk, zombie stalk | |
| Zombie stalk, all night long | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They' re coming after me | |
| A thousand stalking zombies | |
| They want my brains to feed | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they' re searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Get a shotgun and a chainsaw | |
| In the cellar lock your wife | |
| Kick down the front door | |
| Run for your in' life | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They' re coming after me | |
| A thousand stalking zombies | |
| They want my brains to feed | |
| Chorus | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They' re coming after me | |
| More in the garden | |
| In the graveyard they should be | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they' re searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they' re searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. |
| zuò qǔ : Grant, Luther, Phillips ... | |
| Chorus | |
| Zombie stalk, zombie stalk | |
| Zombie stalk, all night long | |
| Zombie stalk, zombie stalk | |
| Zombie stalk, all night long | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They' re coming after me | |
| A thousand stalking zombies | |
| They want my brains to feed | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they' re searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Get a shotgun and a chainsaw | |
| In the cellar lock your wife | |
| Kick down the front door | |
| Run for your in' life | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They' re coming after me | |
| A thousand stalking zombies | |
| They want my brains to feed | |
| Chorus | |
| Out there in the darkness | |
| They' re coming after me | |
| More in the garden | |
| In the graveyard they should be | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they' re searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. | |
| The neighbours must be lying dead | |
| Brains all over the floor | |
| Now the dead they walk the earth and they' re searching for your soul | |
| Chorus | |
| They want your brains. | |
| Living dead. | |
| They want your brains. |