The Cranberries
B, E, G, D, Em, C, Bm, Gbm
Another hand, hand slowly, side is slowly taken
When the violence causes silence, who must be prepared?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family
Hit her head, hit her head, hit her crying
With dead legs and dead bones and dead bodies and dead ghosts
Hit her head, hit her head, hit her if I can
Hit her head, hit her head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, what's in her head, in her head, zombie, zombie, zombie, hey,
hey, oh.
When all the mortars break and hurt is taken over
When the violence comes so silent we must be mistaken
It's the same holding since 1916
In your head, in your head, they are fighting
With their necks and their bodies and their guns and their bombs
In your head, in your head, they are fighting
In your head, in your head, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah