Текст песни Alex Boye - African Zombie

Am I real?
Am I dead?
Am I Illusions playing with your Head?
No more crying
It's time for dying
I'm coming at ya
I'm gonna snatch ya

I'm just a zombie balling out of control
A blood sucker reachin out for your soul
When you say you've had enough
We dont think you've had enough
We want
More
More
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I am a zombie
I am a new kind of thriller
Ghost face dealer
I am zombie
Never let you go
I am an African zombie
New kind of thriller
Ghost face dealer
Zombie
Never let you go
Zombie, zombie, zombie!

Tell your mother
Tell your father
We left your brother face down in the gutter
How can you blame me?
I am a zombie
Thats why tonight nobody will survive

I'm just a zombie balling out of control
A blood sucker reachin out for your soul
When you say you've had enough
We dont think you've had enough
We want
More
More
More

I am a zombie
I am a new kind of thriller
Ghost face dealer
I am zombie
Never let you go
I am an African zombie
New kind of thriller
Ghost face dealer
Zombie
Never let you go
Zombie, zombie, zombie!

A rhythm is like a heartbeat that harmonizes with the land and the sea
And if you listen
You will discover something inside you
That nobody wants you to know
Who is going to save us from a world
Infested with diabolical pests and creepy crawlies?
Who will vindicate us from this whimsical circumstance we call life?
WHOOOOOOO?

(I am a zombie)
Im on a roll can you feel the sensation
Im gonna terrorize your radio station
(I am a zombie)
Mama Africa
They be scared of ya
(Never let you go)
Zombie, zombie, zombie

(Im an african zombie)
Im on a roll can you feel the sensation
Im gonna terrorize your radio station
(Zombie)
Mama Africa
They be scared of ya
(Never let you go)
Zombie, zombie, zombie