I know a guy that's really nice
But doesn't know that he has died
He walks around the streets
Followed by a weird loud beat.

He died in a bizarre way
Radiation, that's what they say.
His voice became a grunt
Atomic Zombie became the punk.

The Atomic Zombie is singing
Under the thunderstorm he goes
Laughing, crouching, screaming
He howls just like the wolves.

The guy sure is the best
His eyes shine in an strange way
So does his hair that now is green
Makes him the weirdest man astray.

He is not like any other ghost
He works and talks and makes the most
His life is good, he can't complain
He only walks and sings all day.

The Atomic Zombie is singing
Under the thunderstorm he goes
Laughing, crouching and screaming
He howls just like the wolves