I wrote this zombie apocalypse parody of George Formby’s “The Window Cleaner” a while back and finally got round to recording it earlier this evening. You may have read earlier versions of the lyrics, but here are the newest ones, if you want to join in or sing your own version!

 
WHEN I’M KILLIN’ ZOMBIES 

Now I go killin’ zombies to keep m’self alive

Wandering round the suburbs with me handy MP5…

Now it’s a job that don’t suit me

But zombie killer you would be

If you could see the hell I see

When I’m killin’ zombies

Armageddon’s just a blast!
T-Virus never worked this fast!
The things I do to save me arse
When I’m killin’ zombies

In my profession I’ll work hard
But I’ll never stop
I’ll kill these blasted zombies
Until I’ve had me lot

The zombie bride, she looks divine
The groom escaped her just in time
A wedding’s just a battle line
When I’m killin’ zombies

The living dead just want your brains
Don’t care for your cash or chains
The streets run red until it rains
When I’m killin’ zombies

In my profession I’ll work hard
But I’ll never stop
I’ll kill these blasted zombies
Until I’ve had me lot

My comrade clutches his behind
Got bitten on his… never mind
Natural selection isn’t kind
When I’m killin’ zombies

—— Clarinet Solo ——

In my profession I’ll work hard
But I’ll never stop
I’ll kill these blasted zombies
Until I’ve had me lot

A zombie staggers down the street
One head shot and that guy’s dead meat
I’ll shoot ‘em back until I’m beat
When I’m killin’ zombies

I’ll shoot ‘em back until I’m beat
When I’m killin’ zombies