Batter Up, Buddies

Walkin' round town with a bat in my hands
I'm gonna tell you a tale that's gonna make you understand
This town is full of zombies, always runnin' me, gunnin' me
It's a good thing that home runs are part of my personality
When they come out of the woodwork, I am ready to play
Swing hard for the fences, tell the kids it's bat day
The creeps back up when I get in my stance
They got nowhere to run so get ready to dance

You'd better batter up buddies
Batter up buddies
You'd better batter up buddies
Yeah
Batter up buddies
Yeah

The count is three in two
The bases are loaded, for one of the most feared hitters in all of baseball
(Go, go, go)
Steps up to the plate
(Go, go, go)
The pitch is in
(Go, go, go)
She launches one deep center field
(Go go go)
This is way back
(Go go go)
This one is gone

Keep on swinging and knock them out of the park
Batter up buddy, this is your shot
Keep on swinging and knock them out of the park
Batter up buddy, I'll give you a swat

So the thing to keep in mind is that I'm thunderin', plunderin'
As I steal all your bases, keep you wonderin', plunderin
I can see you wanna slide up in my batter's box
Get real
Here's the deal
I'ma give you a shock
The creeps back up when I get in my stance
They got nowhere to run so get ready to dance

You'd better batter up buddies
(Woo)
Batter up buddies
You'd better batter up buddies
Yeah
Batter up buddies
Yeah

One, two, three, strike and you're out
They've never seen bobody take me down
The crowd goes wild when they call out my name
It's so easy, ain't no competition, I am the game
Oo-ooh, Oo-ooh
Oo-ooh, Oo-ooh (you're done)
Oo-ooh, Oo-ooh

You'd better batter up buddies