Lyrics Harry Belafonte

Harry Belafonte

Zombie Jamboree

It was a Zombie Jamboree

Took place in a New York cemetery

It was a Zombie Jamboree

Took place in a New York cemetery

Zombies from all parts of the Island

Some of them was a great Calypsonians

Although the season was Carnival

We get together in bacchanal

And they singing

Back to back, belly to belly

I don't give a damn, I done dead already

Oho back to back, belly to belly

At the Zombie Jamboree

One female Zombie wouldn't behave

See how she jumping out of the grave

In one hand a quarter rum

In the other hand she knocking Congo drum

Believe singer start to make his rhyme

The Zombies are racking their bones in thyme

One bystander had this to say

T was a pleasure to see the Zombies break away

Back to back, belly to belly

I don't give a damn, I done dead already

Oho back to back, belly to belly

At the Zombie Jamboree

I goin' talk to Miss Brigit Bardot

And tell her miss Bardot take it slow

All the men think they're Casanova

When they see that she's bare foot all over

Even old men out into beaker

Find their hearts getting weaker and weaker

So I goin' to ask her for your sake and mine

At least to wear her ear rings part at the time

Back to back, belly to belly

I don't give a damn, I done dead already

Oho back to back, belly to belly

At the Zombie Jamboree

A lot of World leaders talkin' bout war

And I'm afraid they're going too far

So its up to us you and me

To put an end to Catastrophe

We must appeal to their goodness of heart

And ask them to breech in and please do their part

Cause if this Atomic war begin

They won't even have a part to breech in

Back to back, belly to belly