Lunatics Without Skateboards Inc. - Curse Of The Creeps lyrics

[Inspired By "The Thing"] The corpse has been freeze-dried For many years in a state of suspended animation Alien creatures fell down to earth Slimy things with malicious intentions They invade a body through the mouth Laying eggs in the brain You walk dead when they hatch Your body going down the drain They are inside your head You are walking dead They multiply Inside your brain Your face will burst When you are cursed Under the curse of the creeps Heads explode as the slugs spill out Leaping to other victims Humans die but the creeps increase Crushing decapitated corpses Cops look for an explanation Is it the works of a psychopath? Then they realise it's from outer-space Causing this horrible d**h They are inside your head You are walking dead They multiply Inside your brain Your face will burst When you are cursed Under the curse of the creeps Shoot the head off with a gun Burn the creeps with a flame-thrower The slimy things can't stand the heat Fire will k** them All cursed ones must be demolished Not a single person can be spared Melt the creeps to the last one's gone Or the curse will start again They are inside your head You are walking dead They multiply Inside your brain Your face will burst When you are cursed Under the curse of the creeps