ZombieRawkMachine

You know it’s coming
The earth shakes
You hear it’s knocking like hell at the gates

You cannot help it
You let go
You raise your fist and your hair starts to grow

And the masses are marching to this groovy beat
The living dead dancing out in the streets

It’s the ZombieRawkMachine (yeah yeah)
(x4)

Gray-skinned heads banging
Some get loose
Rocking and rolling in wet gory mousse

Fists pounding
Dead feet tap
Rock hard until the worms make the spines snap

And the masses are marching to this groovy beat
The living dead dancing out in the streets

It’s the ZombieRawkMachine (yeah yeah)
(x4)

It’s the ZombieRawkMachine (yeah yeah)
(x4)

It’s the ZombieRawkMachine (yeah yeah)
(x4)