Tomato Onslaught

It all begun in one sunny day
When a lady
From my neighborhood went shopping
And guess what did she find?

All tomatoes of that store
Had become alive
Don't bother to ask
Was she horrified!
An'now she is lying six feet under ground

So don't go in to that store
So don't go in to that store
They want your blood
They scream for more
And they just attacked
Bore called 'Tipper Core'
They want your blood
They scream for more

You can run but you can't hide
They will get ya caught
This is the day of the dead
Tomato onslaught

And soon there were
Tomatoes everywhere
Kamikaze tomatoes
Flying in the air
Better keep your doors locked
'Cause the national guard
Won't give a shit

Or they may come to visit
Those tomatoes of doom
Invading your kitchen, your livingroom
You got a problem
And there's nothing you could do about it

So don't go in to that store
So don't go in to that store
They want your blood
They scream for more
And they just attacked
Bore called 'Tipper Core'
They want your blood
They scream for more

You can run but you can't hide
They will get ya caught
This is the day of the dead
Tomato onslaught

Their hunger won't be satisfied
In this side of hell