John Fogerty

Hoo! oooooh!
Shadows on the mountain, and the night begins to fall;
Gather up the children, fore 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.
Chorus:
Eye-eye-eye eye of the zombie!
Eye-eye-eye 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.