Gunship Politico / Zombie (Acoustic) [Live] Songtext
von State Radio

(On the one they′ll catch ya
If you skirt disaster
On the day they told her
But she want stay stay
On the one they saw ya
Witnesses of goya)
Elected to serve ya
Til your dying day
Til your dying day
- Dont forget what your after -
Day day, ah ah, til your dying day

To whom it may concern
I'm writing on behalf of a brother
Twice burned
I know you are reachin your time yeahehah
Just a product of your mind


But when you continue to let loose on the running man
You send him crashing to the edge of the pavement
You′re doing something you don't quite understand
Makin' like he′s a lesser man
So be gone be gone to plea
You got your vehicle to ride on
Off to the comissioner as fast as you can
With the smokin′ gun in hand

In your gunship gunship
Gunship politico
I hope you don't get what you′re after
In your gunship gunship
Gunship politico
I hope you don't get what you′re after
In your gunship gunship
(Gunship gunship)
In your gunship gunship
Gunship gunship


Six men on their knees
Eyes shinin' in the highbeams of the search light
Cop′s shadows on the wall several stories tall
Instilling whoa such a fright
One's kicked in the gut
He's all cut up by the corner cop
One stands in defense in a broken sentence
Asks not to be shot
If you please
You men of authority
We do not speak your language see
Please act accordingly
Cause He was′t beggin
He was just keepin time with his cup
You go on and believe that
You keep your eyes staight up
I was just lookin
I had no intention to touch
But i know when i′m not welcome
So i thank you very much (oh oh thank you very much)

Cause you got to watch out for them politicos
(Watch out)
For them politicos
(Watch out)
For them politicos
(Watch out)
For them politicos

Don't mess mess with the down downpresser way
They got it down pat they got it down to a tee
Noone gets thru the lockstep jaw
You ain′t guilty but you did get caught
So for lack of a better suspect we nominate you
To ride this one out to see this one thru
See a - see a - see a - see a
Arms thrown up in an ever fearful protest
As the firing squad would ever think to notice
As if he could summon the likes of moses
To put the blood back in his friends veins

And if you one step faster
You can skirt disaster
But if its not you it'll be the next guy
Who′s the wrong color at the wrong time

Another day's over and the decision still stands
His honor in his chambers still washin′ his hands
You know he been fiddlin in his room all day
Just tryin to wash all his conscience away

Noone's (askin for hangman's tree)
(They just looking for something true to believe)
See a see a see a see a

Anateyo, anateyo [...]
- We change it up a little bit -:
Anateyo oh oh, anateyo oh oh [...]

And their [...], and their guns, and their bombs and their guns
In their head, in your head, they are fighting
Its not mine family, its not 1960
In your head, Til your head, they are fighting
Its in your head, in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie eh eh eh
Its in your head, in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie eh eh eh

Whats in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie eh eh eh
Its in your head, in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie eh eh eh