Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Cerulli
Lead Vocals
Drew Fulk
Background Vocals
Mick Kenney
Programming
Devin Sola
Bass
Gaiapatra
Background Vocals
Josh Balz
Keyboards
Marie Christine-Allard
Background Vocals
Ricky Horror
Rhythm Guitar
Tom Hane
Drums
Ryan Sitkowski
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Cerulli
Songwriter
Drew Fulk
Songwriter
Richard Olson
Songwriter
Tom Hane
Songwriter
Mick Kenny
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Cerulli
Producer
Drew Fulk
Engineer
Jeff Dunne
Editing Engineer
John Loustou
Drum Technician
Samon Rajabnik
Drum Technician
Josh Wilbur
Mixing Engineer
Josh Strock
Engineer
WZRD BLD
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
She's got no soul, heart black as coal
From Hollywood to nothing, dug her out of the hole
Here we go again, spin me in a rev
She says there's just no rest for the queen of the dead
There's just no rest for the queen of the dead
The-the-there's just no rest for the queen
[Verse 2]
Another trick or treat with candy apple trees
Gonna rot her teeth 'cause I'm so sweet
One lick to rule them all
They crumble as they crawl
[Verse 3]
She loves me 'cause I like to give head like a zombie
'Til her insides are on me
She loves me 'cause I give head like a zombie
And nobody's gonna stop me
[Verse 4]
In the glow of the pale moonlight
She goes for a steal, my heart's in a hay ride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the hype
If she's got a pulse then she's not my type
Yeah, if she's got a pulse then she's not my type
If she's got a pulse then she's not my type
If she's got a pulse, if she's got a pulse
[Verse 5]
She's got a temperament stock made of hemlock
Uses absinthe as a lipgloss
Death hawk, fresh new rocks
She'll use your corpse as a catwalk
She'll use your corpse as a catwalk
She'll use your corpse
[Verse 6]
She loves me 'cause I like to give head like a zombie
'Til her insides are on me
She loves me 'cause I give head like a zombie
And nobody's gonna stop me
[Verse 7]
In the glow of the pale moonlight
She goes for a steal, my heart's in a hay ride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the hype
'Cause if she's got a pulse then she's not my type
If she's got a pulse then she's not my type
[Verse 8]
She'll use your corpse as a catwalk
Play truth or dare in the mirror
Uses absinthe as a lipgloss
Undead but won't shed a tear
[Verse 9]
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
[Verse 10]
She's not a graveyard baby
She's mine
[Verse 11]
She loves me 'cause I like to give head like a zombie
'Til her insides are on me
She loves me 'cause I give head like a zombie
And nobody's gonna stop me
[Verse 12]
In the glow of the pale moonlight
She goes for a steal, my heart's in a hay ride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the hype
'Cause if she's got a pulse then she's not my type
If she's got a pulse then she's not my type
Hahahaha, yeah
[Verse 13]
D-E-A-D
If she's got a pulse then she's not my
Written by: Chris Cerulli, Drew Fulk, Michael Kenney, Mick Kenny, Richard Olson, Tom Hane