Dirty leaves on a blood covered road
Nine doors down I've been told

Open graves for an evening fright
A gruesome sight on a Saturday night
Open graves for an evening fright
A gruesome sight on a Saturday night

See my skin rotting blue
Seven zombies are after you
Like you better without a head
You alway looked good dead in red

Pale white skin rising out of the grave (4x)

Dirty leaves on a zombie road
Nine lids close with green casket mold
Pale white skin made an eerie light
A gruesome sight for a Saturday night

Casket road they lie ahead
In their graves return of the dead
Casket road they lie ahead
In their graves return of the dead