Zombie Song
Round the kitchen table we unpacked the night before
Over coffee, said our sorrys 'bout your run in with the crack whores
On Long Street we went dancing over screams to make a scene
We were gathered on the outside, launching missiles
At your mainstream
Music brought us all together and though it feels like messing 'round
We are fuelling revolutions in a world we have no say
And no power
Whoa, oh, oh, there are tik monsters on Long Street
And Durban's a ghost town
We've got a rat-race of zombies
Dead on their feet
On the streets
Of Jozi
I see you don those black-framed glasses, be a hipster for a night
Catch an art film at the Bioscope, out by Main Street, life gets better
When you're moving, you're connected
To a world that feels more real
Than the passage mafia 'round the water-cooler watching minutes tick
As life passes you by
Whoa, oh, oh, there are tik monsters on Long Street
And Durban's a ghost town
We've got a rat-race of zombies
Dead on their feet
On the streets
Of Jozi
Despite our daily horrors
And that we've all been doused in fear
Let's catch alight on a dance floor somewhere far away from here
Whoa, oh, oh, there are tik monsters on Long Street
And Durban's a ghost town
We've got a rat-race of zombies
Dead on their feet
On the streets
Of Jozi
Whoa, oh, oh there are tik monsters on Long Street
And Durban's a ghost town
We've got a rat-race of zombies
Dead on their feet
On the streets
Of Jozi
