Fist Beats Chest Songtext
von the Microphones

But my body′s fist beats chest, I scream triumphantly
Even in the gravest scenes and graveyard's bodies hear my scream
There I can wake my zombie slumber
I come back to life and lumber
Through the village or wherever there′s a treat for me


My reanimated self is flushed with showy health
As I tear across the grass to sleep and tackle you
Then smother you with smacking sounds unwrapped anew
Wrapped in glory, clear and brave
Looking gruesome and unshaved
I'll spend every morning coming back to life