Night of the Living Derek by Lucifungus Lyrics

We are the ones that keep you up at night
We are the dancers in the clover
We are the tribe that lives under your house
We are the footprints in the flour
We are the whispers you hear on the wind
You grow the fruit that we devour
We watch and wait for you to fall asleep
The shadows are our best protection
We sneak around so we don’t wake the beasts
At dawn we creep back to the garden, boo