There in the shadows, looks like a hand

Without its owner, to give it a command

It's got a purpose but I don't know what it is

I'm in trouble



There in the streets, looks like a man

But something wrong that I don't understand

His eyes are open but he don't see a thing

His skin is peeling off, his bones are sticking out

I'm getting scared



Oh my god (Is it dead?)

Is it living? (Is it dead?)

Is it dead or alive?

(Is it dead?), Is it dead? (Is it dead?)

Is it dead? (Is it dead?)

Is it dead or alive?



Hiding in the cupboards, like little mice

Hiding in the frigerator, that isn't nice

It's not an animal, it don't have legs

No one else can see it



It moves so fast, corner of my eye

Look again it's gone, it's hiding

Won't somebody help me, doesn't anybody care?

It waits so patiently, for me to lose my guard

I'm getting scared



Is it dead, is it

(Is it dead)

Is it dead

(Is it dead)

Is it dead or alive

(Is it dead)

Is it dead

(Is it dead)

Is it dead, is it



I remember there was a time

When dead and buried meant just that

Underneath the cold dark ground

Things stay put!



Oh them bones they make them bodies walk

Them bones, them bones

If they could only talk!



Is it dead (Fade