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