Even though you’re dead you can take the train,

Zombies can still wear smart suits and ties.

Head to work with a packed lunch filled with brains.

The building is tall and has blocked drains,

Only the odd seagul cries.

But for the undead it’s time to get back in the reigns…

Windows are yellowed and the building bows and cranes,

Still decaying bodies see company stock rise!

Who leads the undead into corporate lanes?

Despite the conditions and pay that caused them pains,

The building still scrapes the blue sky.

Undead workers log into broken computers for the rest of their days.