I have a bit of a history with Zombies. Being a native Pittsburgher, I grew up in the land of Night of the Living Dead, the stomping grounds of George Romero himself. So impactful was the classic zombie on my friends and I that we wrote Evenings in Quarantine: The Zombie Opera as an homage to the classic slow moving stumbling beasties. I love the silliness that is the Popcap game Plants versus Zombies. Not only do we have a situation where you have you, the player, fighting against waves of undead with gardening techniques, but the player has chosen to live in that town and defend their home. When asked to do a PvZ song for this album, I thought what would the inner monologue be of someone living in that neighborhood. Why did they think it was a good idea to live there in the first place? Did they not read the fine print? Where does one purchase giant walnuts, purple plants with teeth, and spitters? Let’s find out, shall we?
Who would have thought
This predicament would ever be brought
Upon a man like me?
When I bought this property
I thought “what a deal on this plot
Of vast land!” I should have…
I should have seen!
Now as I gaze on my land my yard
I squint through the haze
And I meet the neighbors….
Screaming, I went to find the mall.
A hardware store
There surely had to be
Something to counteract them?
Repellents of some design..
By smarter men like me?
Oh thank god,
There’s a section
Under the big green ‘Z’!
Plants are our hope?
These plants are mutant soldiers
I buy out the store
All its tricks I ….
See… them… coming
Run… back home… to start mowing…
Walnuts, Spitters, Corn and some
Kind of Sunflower,
Ponds and Pond Lilies
And Purple ones with big large teeth!
And I'll keep growing, I’ll keep on
Though in hindsight I should have looked
Not in this town for my new home,
This town with “Population Z”!