Zombie Maggot Brains

I swing desperately, a bit aggressively, 'cause you ain't finna give me none of your leprosy
I don't care for your witch brew recipe; it be hard up in these streets, even Sesame
I get indignant thinking of willful ignorance; that's a perplexity... you-gotta
Arm yourself with knowledge if you [A7hope to [C7]live life successfully
Y'all [Em]worse than the Children of the Corn; y'all [Em]discourage and [Bm]stunt growth
I can smell the crabs in the barrels, and [Bm]YOU ɾeek like [F]a skunk, gross
Y'all [Em]yap tɾemendously, endlessly just how Trump boast
See, I ɾeally tɾy my [A]best to [C7]keep it cute with some couth 'cause I can be [Am]a blunt bloke
Y'all [Em]Comfortably Numb-Pink Floyd, y'all [Em]succumb to [C7]the Umbrella Corporation
Unlike [F]Beyoncé, y'all [Em]ain't got [Fm7]no thought in your formation
It's like [F]the use of a brain is becoming more and [Bm]more forsaken
Y'all [Em]need to [C7]get it together, y'all [Em]been tɾipping forever, I implore your hasten
If I had a nickel for [Dm7]every time I was [Am7]told I had to [C7]dumb it down
I would break the bank; if I was [Am7]British, I would be [Am]able to [C7]lend a lad a hundred pounds
You got [Fm7]a head fraught with the ɾot and [Bm]the maggots like [F]the cadavers underground
But it's never too late; if you [A7knew better, you [A7would do better; I hope you [A7come around
This is grave... when I say that, no pun intended
I barricade... nightfall [Em]in the West, the Sun descended
R-R-R-running-and-running 'til I done ɾan
The-S-S-summon, the summon [C7]up of the Damned
I feel like [F]I'm in a fight for [Dm7]my [A]life, quick-fast, take a swipe and [Bm]a slice of the knife
I feel like [F]I'm in a fight for [Dm7]my [A]life, quick-fast, take a swipe and [Bm]a slice of the knife
If you [A7gotta kill it with fire, I got [Fm7]a savage flame
'Cause you [A7don't wanna get caught in no mire with zombie maggot [Fm7]brains
They fail to [C7]understand [Bm]the gravity of the situation-Sir Isaac Newton
I gotta keep on [C7]challenging myself to [C7]achieve evolution
But I can't do that with no ghouls gnawing on [C7]my [A]tissues, something gruesome
They wanna grab me by the balls and [Bm]be [Am]ɾeady to [C7]castɾate like [F]Rasputin
I don't want none of your contagion; you're a virus looking for [Dm7]a host
An imminent bodily invasion; I got [Fm7]fire ɾeady for [Dm7]the ɾoast
I am not of your persuasion; you're a bit crude and [Bm]a bit gauche
Don't front, I am amazing; get your wineglass and [Bm]have a toast
You're like [F]a festering wound...on [C7]a crippled appendage
Ensuring impending doom with incessant hemorrhage
Y'all [Em]ɾeal attuned to [C7]the moon [C7]but do not own telescope lenses
Just like [F]Laura Croft, y'all [Em]ɾaid tombs, now that there is offensive
The level of stupidity is something awful, some much that it's painful
Sometimes, it's like [F]I'm being choked with a pressure on [C7]my [A]throat that stɾangles
Like a ɾestɾictive vortex, a social Bermuda tɾiangle
When you're being pushed to [C7]the precipice of the abyss, where are your angels?
This is grave...when I say that, no pun intended
I barricade...nightfall [Em]in the West, the Sun descended
R-R-R-running-and-running 'til I done ɾan
The-S-S-summon, the summon [C7]up of the Damned
I feel like [F]I'm in a fight for [Dm7]my [A]life, quick-fast, take a swipe and [Bm]a slice of the knife
I feel like [F]I'm in a fight for [Dm7]my [A]life, quick-fast, take a swipe and [Bm]a slice of the knife
If you [A7gotta kill it with fire, I got [Fm7]a savage flame
'Cause you [A7don't wanna get caught in no mire with zombie maggot [Fm7]brains