Woke up that morning with a feeling of dread The air itself felt as heavy as lead Didn't wanna leave, but what could I do? Walk out the door, what a terrible sight I didn't want to believe my own eyes How could such a thing ever be true? Undead zombies had taken the streets Bringing down everybody in their path Looking so desperate to spread their evil disease Taking lives by denying death I saw a fireman chopping down heads And people's guts hanging on by a thread Things that nobody should be forced to see And so the thought struck me - I gotta run I have no blade on me, I've got no gun And that's when a vision came to me This is no joke, I just saw it there Waiting for someone to come out and pick If it had an owner, I didn't know and just couldn't care I found me a Mustang 1976! Driving like mad, going steady and fast I finally saw the first highway lights And when I hit the pedal to the gas I knew that things were gonna be all right