you can sit along as my hair grows

But you see, it's not me,
It's not my family,
In your head, in your head,
They are fighting.

With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns,
In your head, in your head,
They are crying.

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.
What's in your head, in your head?
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie.