One shot, one shot One shot, one shot One shot, one shot One shot Let's get to work Look, I'm Leon Kennedy A rookie cop on a new placement Damn, this police station seems to have had a mutation It needs a refurbished atrium and a new basement And on closer inspection, it doesn't seem too vacant There's zombies shambling, crawling all about the place You should probably call an ambulance - your jaw is falling out your face No hate, look, I'm just calling out mistakes I'd hate the thought of all you ailing corpses crawling round in pain So let me take you out your misery A favour dealt for liberty Euthanised between the eyes Don't pay me now 'cause this is free I'm glad to be of service as an officer of the law 'Cause after me the cleaning workers will be mopping the f*cking floor Locking and boarding up the door while bodies are crawling up the wall No number to call, the line's been cut We're going to be slaughtered, that's for sure So do we respond proportionately or get all set up for war And force it to a form of rawness humans never saw before? One shot The clock is ticking down One shot You've got to make it count One shot One bullet left Finger on the trigger but I wouldn't pull it yet One shot What's happening to us? One shot It's biohazardous One shot One last gamble Who's the one singing this song? That's Dan Bull Opening lockers Hoping the code will log us in properly Reappropriating most the station's property (oi) I probably need it more than you do now Got to sort this doo-doo out What a naughty voodoo child (heh) Hey, whatcha think about my new new style, eh? This dude's too irate It's no use to parlay Right mate, you want to bite my neck? I'll chuck a right that might connect That type of reckless action's, not the type to get my respect I keep my mind in check and see you as a minor threat My mindset's positive - can't even see a minus yet The blood spatters on the walls provide a shine effect That's kind of nice, I might redecorate my diner like it yet I'm an internal designer with an infernal mind I Feng Shui your internal organs 'til they're no longer inside Cut off the skin around your head Entire person circumcised Look, no need to thank me, sir or madam As I serve with pride One shot The clock is ticking down One shot You've got to make it count One shot One bullet left Finger on the trigger but I wouldn't pull it yet One shot What's happening to us? One shot It's biohazardous One shot One last gamble Who's the one singing this song? That's Dan Bull One shot, one shot One shot, one shot One shot, one shot One shot, one shot