OK, everybody listen up You're going to have to do things you've never had to do before Yes, I'm talking about doing what we need to do to survive And I'll show you how. I'm the Sheriff Rick Grimes, Grimes And I'm here at the end of times And I'm gonna show you what we need to do to stay alive, alright? Because um, I got a funny feeling, um You're all sick of all these damn walkers Trying to bite you like some creepy stalker But when it comes to me, Glenn, and Daryl here We hunt 'em all down like a cat that is feral here So try to keep up, and keep your head And realize that we are the walking dead So listen close, so you all don't miss As we go a little something like this, hit it! Aw man, you know what? There are a lot of bodies around here Lotta bodies Carl! CARL! You know what? Now there's a Lotta bodies, walking and rotting We don't have watchers, we don't use no karate, we're Just some men against the dead And when the walkers are a threat we bash their damn heads For all o' y'all this is all that's left As you can see the planet is completely effed And it's true that we're not in top physical condition, but We never seem to run out of ammunition So listen, to my little song And I'll tell you how I managed to survive for this long I woke up in a hospital one morning And took of that stupid-ass gown I was adorning Went to the hallway, heard a sound I had looked every place but there was nobody around I said um, what's this writing that I spied? Why does it say there are dead inside? There was a lot of groaning, and a scene that was gory So I said, m-kay, time to find my wife Lori I walked home, and saw my first walker up ahead But then another guy appeared and just shot him in the head He said his name was Morgan and his son was Duane And told me that the dead are back to eat our brains Chew on our flesh and rip off our face Suck the crap from our intestines leaving nothing but a trace Cleaned up at the Sheriff's office for an hour Found some ammunition and hot water for a shower Then Morgan's dead wife came back home So I took off for Atlanta to try to find my own Outside, riding a surviving horse Straight through to Atlanta and I stayed the course Stepped off the horse, stopped short, oh no! A hundred-thousand walkers all out to see a show And I met Glenn, (Carol), Merle, Dale, and (Daryl) I found my wife Lori and (Carl!) my son (Carl!) My partner Shane and her had an affair They thought I was dead, so I didn't really care, I said You all should come with me Down to the CDC They've got a plan, and now I'm sure that they'll help if they can Or so I thought Turns out it was for naught 'Cause that one guy blew it all to Hell Now what was I to do? We had to find a place that was safe for my crew I said don't fret, we ain't dead yet But then Carl got shot and we rushed him to the vet Otis ran to Hershel who didn't mean no harm Met Maggie and Beth and the rest all on the farm They weren't killing walkers they were feeding them instead Found Sophia in the Barn of the Dead A herd came strong, the farm was gone We had to move on, or we wouldn't last long We came upon a prison and figured we would love it here, and Andrea found a place run by the Gov