The Blob

THE BLOB
 Discovered in the middle of Arkansas
 A big fat smiling pseudo-pod
 When the daddy died in went berserk
 It got no heart but it sure do work
 Happy faced and hypnotized
 Low, low, low shining in their eyes
 Flow-ing in and out the doors
 Little lemming zombies from shore to shore
 It's floatin'in from the China sea
 Got everything anyone could need
 Moms and pops just can't be saved
 From small town shop turned ghost town grave
 Happy faced and hypnotized
 Low, low, low shining in their eyes
 Flow-ing in and out the doors
 Blue light zombies from shore to shore
 It's growin', growin', growin'
 Piles of green keep the blood from showin'
 Gotta' get me, another job
 To stay a-head of the BLOB