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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jax
Vocals
HARDY
Vocals
Walker Hayes
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
HARDY
Songwriter
Walker Hayes
Songwriter
Jacqueline Miskanic
Songwriter
Ben Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emerson Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Curtis Douglas
Mixing Engineer
Ben Johnson
Producer
Lyrics
We'll be laughin' when the Walmarts hit the fan
While everyone is walkin' dead, we'll run zombieland
When I was in the fifth grade, a kid named Walker (yeah)
Punched me in the gut, then he shoved me in a locker
One day, I'll be wearin' me a ear-to-ear grin
When he's bangin' on the door screamin', "Let me in!"
My ex best friend, let's call her "Regina"
Talked a lot of trash about me back in middle school theater
So when she's beggin' for the Aquafina in my freezer
I'ma feed her to the dead and then I think I'll watch 'em eat her 'cause
You should have never fucked with my boy (my boy)
You should have never fucked with my girl (my girl)
You're all out of luck 'cause you're about to be so
Fucked at the end of the world
I can't wait for the apocalypse
'Cause I know we survive (I know we survive)
Doomsday sounds ridiculously fun
When we're the only ones alive
Baby, it's you and me verse
All these brain-dead NPC's (all these NPC's)
When the box we created and the aliens invade us
It's gonna be a pretty funny scene
So bring on the earthquakes, bring on the floods
I ain't afraid of nothin' because
Darlin', we'll be just fine
When my apocalypse are yours and your apocalypse are mine
We'll be laughin' when the Walmarts hit the fan (Walmarts hit the fan)
And while everyone is walkin' dead, we'll run zombieland (cute, yeah)
I feel bad for your ex-girlfriend
"This bunker's full, sorry, Kate"
I feel bad for your ex-boyfriend
I think his name was "Zombie-bait"
I feel bad for the girl who left you all alone
'Cause I'ma save the dog, but the bitch is on her own
I feel bad for the dude who broke your heart
'Cause there's only room for two on this arc
I'll be on my "I Am Legend" shit, you'll be the Will to my Smith
You're the Smith to my Wesson, on my hip
On my arm, you're the armor to my 'geddon
I don't know what everybody's dreadin'
I can't wait for the apocalypse
'Cause I know we survive (I know we survive)
Doomsday sounds ridiculously fun
When we're the only ones alive
Baby, it's you and me verse
All these brain-dead NPC's (all these NPC's)
When the box we created and the aliens invade us
It's gonna be a pretty funny scene
So bring on the earthquakes, bring on the floods
I ain't afraid of nothin' because
Darlin', we'll be just fine
When my apocalypse are yours and your apocalypse are mine
We'll be laughin' when the Walmarts hit the fan (Walmarts hit the fan)
And while everyone is walkin' dead, we'll run zombieland
Writer(s): Walker Hayes, Michael Hardy, Ben Johnson, Jacqueline Cole Miskanic
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