[Mavis is singing a lullaby to help Dennis go to sleep.] [to Dennis; singing]

Twinkle twinkle, little star.How I wonder who you are.

Mommy, I'm too old for lullabies.

[interrupts Mavis]

What? That's not how that one goes.

This is the way most people sing it.

an a Most people? What's wrong with "Suffer, suffer, scream in pain. Blood is spilling from your brain"?

Daddy...

Come on. You know how I sang it to you.

[singing]

Zombies gnaw you like a plum.Piercing cries and you succumb.

[singing softly]

Suffer, suffer, scream in pain.You will never breathe again.[sees that his lullaby caused his grandson and daughter to fall asleep] Still works.