The ground shakes, clods of earth fall away, and out they come!

Frank! Falling out of his tuxedo, half-decomposed, jaw at a strange
angle, trying to sing..."When somebody loves you, it's no good unless
they love you, a-a-a-a-a-a-allllll ach ach ach ach!"

Dean! Rats darting in and out of his exposed ribcage, cigarette held
loosely in one hand, trying to speak..."Ooh, hello there pally!"

Sammy! Chips of bone fall away as he tries to dance, tries to keep
himself together, glass eye shiny & intact but the other one rotted and
filled with worms. "Hey cats!" he manages to say in a raspy undead
voice, his hair peeled away from his scalp in a gruesome flap.

It's The Rat Pack! AAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!