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TTO: 9 to 5 by Dolly Parton
Lyrics: Spearcarrier

Stumble out of bed with the can alarms ringing

Dogs are howling and people are screaming

The living dead have breached the walls again

Shoot one in the face when it reaches my doorway

Reloading fast before making my way

Past the hoard. Just tryin’ to stay alive.

(chorus) Trying to stay alive.
Hoping the virus won’t infect me

Watch them shuffle by

Before dashing quick to safety

They have no working mind

And a penchant for grey matter

Best plan if they find you:

Be ready to dodge and scatter.

Somehow I survive

In this apocalyptic city

Daily I connive

To take them out before they get me.

Want to move away

But the raiders rule the highways

I think sometimes that the zombies are gonna eat me

Mmmmm…

Virus, hack, or curse that caused it?

Common cold or something in dog spit?

Scientists, they could never really say

And yeah it’s sad they were my family and friends

A perk when my zombie -ex met his end

But I can’t give up hope

This will finally rot away.

(chorus) Trying to stay alive.
Hoping the virus won’t infect me

Watch them shuffle by

Before dashing quick to safety

They have no working mind

Since cell phones hacked their brainwaves

When the dead are walking

Shoot their heads, forget the grave

Stay alive, yeah, if you’re caught by the collective

You’ll lead a different life

And gain a new perspective.

They groan they want my brain

They’re not after my body

But all they want is

To make me another zombie

(chorus) Trying to stay alive.
Hoping the virus won’t infect me

Watch them shuffle by

Before dashing quick to safety

They have no working mind

And a penchant for grey matter

When the dead are walking

Be ready to dodge and scatter.

Stay alive, yeah, if you’re caught by the collective

You’ll lead a different life

And gain a new perspective.

They say they want my brain

They’re not after my body

But all they want is

To make me another zombie