Zombies On Parade Lyrics

Congratulations your face on a billboard
(?) on the cover of Sunset
High as a kite,
High as a kite

I bet you had a beautiful cocktail party
The skinny minds and bodies
Starin' at yourself on TV

And everybody misses you at home
But I guess when you're in Rome
You're walkin' with the queens and gods
You gotta do what the others do
Just don't lose what you've lost

Makin' day while the sun is shinin'
Spendin' gold while the miners minin'
Your brightest of friends
Your darkest enemies

Groomed to your perfection
Your sunken notch reflection
You're starin' at yourself on TV
(Starin' at yourself on TV)

(?) admits your soul
I can't see it anymore
The prototype's been made
At a reproduction grade
Walkin' with the queens and gods

Zombies on parade (x6)

Everybody misses you at home
I guess when you're in Rome
You gotta lose what the other's lost
And I truly miss your soul
Can't see it anymore
The protoype's been made
At a reproduction grade
Walkin' with the queens and gods

Zombies on parade (x10)