Zombie

Another head hangs lowly,

Judge is lowly taken

And the violence causes silence

Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family

In your hand, in your hand, they are fighting

With their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns

In your hand, in your hand, they are crying

In your hand, in your hand

Zombie, zombie, zombie

What's in your hand, in your hand

Zanbe, zanbe, zanbe, hey, hey, hey, oh

Choo, choo, choo-roo, choo, choo, choo-roo

Choo, choo, choo-roo, choo, choo, choo-roo-roo

Another mother's broken heart is taken over

When the violence causes silence, we must be mistaken

It's the same old thing since 1916, in your hand, in your hand, they're still fighting

with their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns, in your hand, in your

hand they are tying in your hand in your hand zombie zombie zombie what's in

In your hand, in your hand

Zanbe, zanbe, zanbe, hey, hey, hey, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh