When the static crackles and the tube is bright
You best attack the battle before you lose your life
‘Cause there’s a voice in the attic and she’s crying out
Leaping through the screen and she’s inside your mouth
Her friends are here, steady sounds of death
Let ‘em see your fear, they’ll empty out your neck
So don’t ignore the torture, have you seen it yet?
A dead dude’s oozing out of your TV set
Decapitate, dismember, let the earth reclaim
Stab ‘em straight in the temple till they’re squirting brains
Let the hurt remain, let reflection in
Grab a mirror before they notify your next of kin
They ain’t gorgeous, man, send ‘em right to hell
Vain corpses that can’t stand the sight of themselves
Right behind the screen before you go to bed
Unplug your TV but you’ll still see the Video Dead