Another hangs lowly Child is slowly taken; And the violence caused such silence; Who are we mistaken? But you see, it’s not me; It’s not my family; your head, in your head; They’re fightin’! With tanks, and their bombs; And their bombs, and their guns; In your head, in your head; They’re cryin’!
your head! In your head! Zombie! Zombie! What’s in your head, in your head? Zombie! Zombie! Zombie-ie-ie-ie-oh!
Another mother’s breaking; Heart is taken over. When the violence causes silence; We must mistaken. the same old theme; Since 1916! In your head, in your head; They’re still fightin’! With their tanks, and their bombs; their bombs, and their guns; In your head, in your head! They’re dyin’!
In your head! In your head! Zombie! Zombie-ie-ie! What’s in your head, in your Zombie! Zombie! Zombie-ie-ie-ie-oh! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, hey-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.