The Cranberries
C, D, E, Em, G
Another hand hangs lowly, shyly, slowly, taken
And the violence, cursed silence, who are we, mistaken?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family
In your head, in your head, they are fighting
with their tanks and their bombs and their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying.
In your head, in your head, zombie, zombie, zombie.
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie
Hey, hey, hey, oh
Choo, choo, doo-doo-doo
Choo, choo, doo-doo-doo
Choo, choo, doo-doo-doo
Choo, choo, doo-doo-doo
Another mother's breakin' heart is takin' over
When the violence causes silence, we must be mistaken
It's the same old theme since 1916
In your head, in your head, they're still fighting
With their tanks, and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns
In your head, in your head, they are dying
In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, zombie, zombie
Hey, hey, hey, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, ah