Zombies

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Welcome to Seabrook.

We're a perfectly

planned community.

We all have perfect homes.

Perfect clothes.

The perfect life.

Yep, everything is perfect.

Until it wasn't.

Who would have thought

that an accident

involving lime soda would

set off the apocalypse?

And when

the contaminated

green haze blew west,

people were not happy.

Because

it turned them into...

Zombies.

That's right. Zombies!

There is bedlam in Seabrook,

monsters are attacking!

No...

Brain-eating...

Zombies.

Dark and gory times.

But we built

a big barrier to protect us

from the zombie hordes.

Safe at last,

Seabrook could finally

get back to our perfect lives.

Well, a lot has changed

since they built the barrier

50 years ago.

Science found

a much better way

to deal with zombies.

And you know what happened

to those

old brain-eating monsters?

Well, they still have to live

on their side of the barrier,

but now they're awesome.

I'm Zed.

And yeah, I'm a zombie.

Zombies have to wear

government-issued coveralls.

But we make 'em

look pretty cool.

And, we have a curfew.

And for a long time we were

forced to stay in Zombietown.

We've come a long way

since the outbreak,

thanks to the z-band.

This puppy delivers a dose

of soothing

electromagnetic pulses

that keep us from eating brains.

Now zombies can live happy lives

and have handsome,

yet humble, kids.

So things are changing.

Today's the first day we can

attend human high school,

and I get to try out

for the football team.

Go Seabrook!

Oh, yeah!

Give me an F,

give me an I,

give me an R-S-T.

It's the first day

of freshman year

for me, me, me!

Oh, hi.

I'm Addison and I have crushed

cheer summer

after cheer summer

of cheer camp.

But today's my shot at making

the Seabrook cheer squad.

You make cheer and you fit in.

And why wouldn't I fit in?

I'm a totally normal teen.

Well,

except for this.

Born with it.

Doctors can't explain it.

They think it's some

rare genetic thing.

I can't dye it, nothing sticks.

I've tried everything.

In some places this hair

might be odd

in, like, a cool way,

but not at Seabrook.

People here hate anything

that's different.

If anyone outside my family

found out I wore a wig,

I would

never be allowed

to cheer.

So I've worn a wig for

as long as I can remember.

That's

my little sister, Zoey.

She really wants a dog

but zombies aren't allowed

to have pets.

Some people still think

we'll eat them.

Come, Zed, come.

Good boy.

Hey, son, try this.

Brains in a can.

It's made out of cauliflower.

And some for you,

my little zombie angel.

Mmm. It tastes

like gym sneakers, Dad.

I know. How great is that?

Listen, Zed.

I'm not so sure about

this whole football thing,

you know?

It might be too much.

I mean, you're a great kid,

it's just...

You haven't spent a whole lot

of time around humans

and humans don't really

like zombies.

That's just cause they

haven't met me yet.

Cheer tryouts today!

Cheer tryouts today!

I am way fired up.

Addison, you know that

Seabrook's won

every cheer championship

since... Forever.

Forever.

But now that city council's

having our zombies

in our schools we need

cheer more than ever.

As mayor, I beseech you.

You make that team and win

that cheer championship!

Beseech me?

Really, Mom?

I get... That was, um...

Yeah, Missy,

that was a bit much.

A bit much, I failed at that.

Nothing's gonna stop you,

Addison.

As long as you keep that wig on.

Oh yes,

of course. As long as

you keep that wig on.

Honey? It's time.

It's on.

Oh.

Ready?

Go team!

Hi!

- Hey, Zed.

- What s up?

Football!

Hi.

Hi.

I'm fired up

Tryouts today

I'm gonna blow 'em away

Yeah

Dad says I can't go wrong

No

As long as I keep this on

Oh, Seabrook's been

the best like forever

Mom's counting on me

No pressure

Cheer's in my family genes

Come on, let's do this thing

What up, everybody?

Let me set the scene

Fresh new start

for your boy Young Z

You saw Pops

For a dad, he's cool

He's just a little stressed

about my first day of school

He'll say "Be careful,

those humans can be mean"

But I'm still going out

for the football team

This might look rough

but it's home sweet home

Just a little bit of dust

and a little bit of mold

But it ain't so bad

on this side of the tracks

We make it work

with a little bit of swag

On this side

we can all keep winning

If we just try to fit in

Watch it come together

Be the best one ever

Because it's my time

This is gonna be my year

Been waiting

for this moment

Yeah, I'm gonna own it

You can watch me shine

This is gonna be my year

My year, my year

My, my, my year

My year, my year

My year, my year

This is gonna be my year

Now let me introduce you

to my friend Eliza

We'll never be accepted

Zombies need to rise up

Fight the good fight

Stand for what's right

We get the worst jobs

and a curfew at night

They make us wear

these uniforms

that all look the same

Why is it just us

being treated this way?

I say we stick it

to their institution

You want justice?

We need a revolution

Yeah, you got a point,

but today's an improvement

Cause baby steps

is still movement

Ay, Bonzo

Come and spit a verse

Zig-zag quig quad

Ziggy gag za ziggity za yo

Zag ziggy ga-zong

He just dropped that

in Zombie

Yeah, all he said

is he's hungry

Bye.

Go, go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go, go

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