| Song | Zombies |
| Artist | Radiation City |
| Album | Animals In The Median |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| out on the lawn, you could see something was wrong | |
| habit is such, that it lumbers along | |
| the neighbors all talk, they’re shaking up the walk | |
| enter the fear, never ever would have dreamed of being caught | |
| finer today | |
| is the sun on your unbitten leg | |
| how can we get down, when everybody’s lying on the ground | |
| bullets under beds, where are the pistols? they cannot be found | |
| so oh oh so alone with them around | |
| out in the sun where the light shades us from harm | |
| waiting for luck, for the river to dry up | |
| darker you say, is the night that they’ll take us away | |
| now we can get down | |
| cause everybody’s living underground | |
| buried in their beds where are the pistols planted in the mounds | |
| so oh oh so alone now that they’re not around | |
| oh oh oh so lonely now |
| out on the lawn, you could see something was wrong | |
| habit is such, that it lumbers along | |
| the neighbors all talk, they' re shaking up the walk | |
| enter the fear, never ever would have dreamed of being caught | |
| finer today | |
| is the sun on your unbitten leg | |
| how can we get down, when everybody' s lying on the ground | |
| bullets under beds, where are the pistols? they cannot be found | |
| so oh oh so alone with them around | |
| out in the sun where the light shades us from harm | |
| waiting for luck, for the river to dry up | |
| darker you say, is the night that they' ll take us away | |
| now we can get down | |
| cause everybody' s living underground | |
| buried in their beds where are the pistols planted in the mounds | |
| so oh oh so alone now that they' re not around | |
| oh oh oh so lonely now |
| out on the lawn, you could see something was wrong | |
| habit is such, that it lumbers along | |
| the neighbors all talk, they' re shaking up the walk | |
| enter the fear, never ever would have dreamed of being caught | |
| finer today | |
| is the sun on your unbitten leg | |
| how can we get down, when everybody' s lying on the ground | |
| bullets under beds, where are the pistols? they cannot be found | |
| so oh oh so alone with them around | |
| out in the sun where the light shades us from harm | |
| waiting for luck, for the river to dry up | |
| darker you say, is the night that they' ll take us away | |
| now we can get down | |
| cause everybody' s living underground | |
| buried in their beds where are the pistols planted in the mounds | |
| so oh oh so alone now that they' re not around | |
| oh oh oh so lonely now |