The FuMP

Lyrics

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

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