Zim Zala Bim

DOUGLAS BOWER, NICHOLAS DINNIE, CRAIG DURRANT, SHANE DURRANT

Well, first he chops you in half
Then he puts you back together
Next he makes you disappear
Then he turns your skin to leather

He's catching flying bullets
And sweats baby seals
Where have his flipping pants gone?
Oh, they're behind his ears

He's locked in a metal box
The box is under water
He escapes with enough time
To impregnate your daughter

He's got magic wands for drumsticks
Pulls rabbits outta the snare
He wears a big old top hat
You just got to stop and stare

Watch, he's gonna go
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)

Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)

Now pick a card, any card
Write our name on the front
And tear it into pieces
Here's a lighter, burn it up

Now I know what you're thinking
Could something have gone wrong?
Well look behind you
Instead dancing, he's holding your card

Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)

He talks to your dead grandpa
Oh by the way, he hates you
Even if you don't wanna dance
His magic powers make you

He kicks it up to double time
And for his next trick
When he whips out the solo
A thousand doves fly out the kick

And the drummer goes
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim

Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim
Zim zala bim

(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)
(Zim zala bim)

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