A.Alegrete, The Cranberries
C, D, Em, G
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-doo
Choo, choo, choo-doo
Choo, choo, choo-doo
Choo, choo, choo-doo-doo
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 dying
In your hand, in your hand
Zombie, zombie, zombie
What's in your hand
In your hand
Zanbe, zanbe, zanbe
Hey, hey, hey, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh