Decay in the City of Sin (Stakes High, No Fold, Mix)

[Verse] Zombies flood the Strip, city's got its lights down, Sin City pandemonium, chaos runs the town. Frank Sinatra vibes, but these ain't Blue Eyes, man, Rat Pack meets the undead, craps dice in the sand. [Verse 2] Swarms of deadheads, like a Vegas show, Red Rock Canyon rebels, make the city glow. Dean Martin charm, but this time with a gat, Smokin' zombies like cigars, swingin' hop from the bat. [Chorus] In the city of sin, where the dead come alive, World War Z ambiance, fight just to survive. Rat Pack rhythms with a modern-day twist, Las Vegas zombie madness, can't be missed. [Verse 3] Hit the blackjack table, stakes high, no fold, Killing ain't a gamble when your heart turns cold. Lounge the strip, fancy suits, croon to a beat, Dean Martin reincarnate, but packin' heat. [Bridge] Brrt-brrt, zombies scatter as we croon, Swag on perpetual, their moans the tune. Cigars and whiskey, high stakes stage, Lounge-act mobsters inside this rage. [Verse 4] Neon signs flicker, zombie blood on the dice, From Fremont Street to Bellagio ice. Fighting dead with class, tuxedo so pristine, Undead rats no match for our Rat Pack scene.