Lyrics:

For a time I lived in Tennessee
A pretty hillbilly
A Cool Zombie
The people there were real friendly
Flat top cats and dungarees
A Cool Zombie
The town of Dayton suited me
'54 pickup, eggs over easy
A Zombie
Took him a trip to London town
Goldfish eyes and a permanent frown
A Cool Zombie
You haven't seen me in a while
Would give you anything but a smile
A Cool Zombie
Took the King's shilling
And the body was willing
But not playing with a full deck
The dead man eyes a giveaway
His baby blues a thousand miles away
A Cool Zombie
(Come closer)
Dead man with a famous head
(Come closer)
Earning him a crust of bread
(Come closer)
I'll sign my book of the dead
(Come closer)
I might even sign your leg
(Come closer)
Gimme your best side Baby (kissing sound)
(Come closer)
Come learn my vocabulary

I bought an A framed house that suited me
On top of the vale in Tennessee
The place that made world history
The Monkey trial of '23
A Cool Zombie
The kind of place that a lost soul could hide
Hadn't changed since Bonnie and Clyde
And this goes out to Ronnie B
The sailor man on his Harley
He showed me how good life could be
A real live tour of God's country
The good folk there were good to me
They never ever twigged
I was a Cool Zombie
Yeah