C.W. Stoneking - The Zombie

Are you ready? (yeah!)
I got a brand new dance here for you
This one, it's called, the Zombie

When you hear that zombie rockin' slow
Till the break o' dawn in the Congo
Ain't gonna lay to rest, till the mornin' light
Gonna raise some sand in the dead o' night

(To the left, to the right)
My mama hear them mumblin' low
(Till the dawn breakin' light)
They go shufflin', shufflin', across the floor
(In the dead of the night)
Can you hear the little children cry?
(Cryin' "Mama, mama") Watchout!
Zombie's a terrible fright

This old new sensation
Another stone cold hit
Coming up out the radio
It go so slow, it don't never quit
Man, you can't fight it, don't even try
Left and right, they's goin' in drag-step time
This old repetition make 'em lose their mind
So children
Direct your feet right way on along
That all infectious beat, c'mon
Everyone you know's out in the street
We gon' see if you can't sing along

When you hear that zombie rockin' slow
Till the break o' dawn in the Congo
Ain't gonna lay to rest, till the mornin' light
Gonna raise some sand in the dead o' night

(To the left, to the right)
My mama hear them mumblin' low
(Till the dawn breakin' light)
They go shufflin', shufflin', across the floor
(In the dead of the night)
Can you hear the little children cry?
(Cryin' "Mama, mama") Watchout!
Zombie's a terrible fright

I grown so afraid of the man in the street
With a finger on the pulse, look dead on his feet
Way he say, "All I wanna do is eat, and eat"
I close my eyes
But why can I not rest?
Cause the fear of death that do not die
Unsettle me where I lie
That's why I bring them my best old slow-footed jump
Here rolling with the things in the night go bump
I wanna rid my head of all that nasty, niggling junk

When you hear that zombie rockin' slow
Till the break o' dawn in the Congo
Ain't gonna lay to rest, till the mornin' light
Gonna raise some sand in the dead o' night

(To the left, to the right)
My mama hear them mumblin' low
(Till the dawn breakin' light)
They go shufflin', shufflin', across the floor
(In the dead of the night)
Can you hear the little children cry?
(Cryin' "Mama, mama") Watchout!
Zombie's a terrible fright

Written by:
CHRISTOPHER WILLIAM STONEKING

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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