John Fogerty. Eye of The Zombie. Zeneszám

Shadows on the mountain, and the night begins to fall
Gather up the children before the darkness takes us all
Tribe has come together, standin? naked against the night
Twenty feet from the fire, the evil waits with zombie eyes

Eye of the zombie!
Eye of the zombie! Oh!

Sneakin? through the long grass on leopard feet silently
A beast already dead comes to join the dance on the zombie, ooh!
Time has come again, again the moment of truth
The terror is at hand and there?s nothin? you can do

Eye of the zombie!
Eye of the zombie!

From out of nowhere he?s there, flashing hideous teeth
Panic in the crowd, helter-skelter, we?re brought to our knees
Back to the darkness, back on the mountain he stands
You can?t fight a shadow, you can?t kill a dead man

Eye of the zombie!
Eye of the zombie!
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