All you Zombies

Holy Moses met the Pharaoh

Yeah, he tried to set him straight

Looked him in the eye

"Let my people go"

Holy Moses on the mountain

High above the golden calf

Went to get the Ten Commandments

Yeah, he's just gonna break 'em in half

All you zombies, hide your faces

All you people in the street

All you sittin' in high places

The pieces gonna fall on you

No one ever spoke to Noah

They all laughed at him instead

Working on his ark

Working all by himself

Only Noah saw it coming

40 days and 40 nights

Took his sons and daughters with him

Yeah, they were the Israelites

All you zombies, hide your faces

All you people in the street

All you sittin' in high places

The rain's gonna fall on you

Holy Father, what's the matter?

Where have all your children gone?

Sitting in the dark, living all by themselves

You don't have to hide anymore

All you zombies, show your faces

All you people in the street

All you sittin' in high places

The pieces gonna fall on you

All you zombies, show your faces (I know you're out there)

All you people in the street (Let's see you)

All you sittin' in high places

It's all gonna fall on you

[Whispered:]

Zombies

• Artist:The Hooters
• Album:Amore (1983)