Zombie jamboreethe kingston triowritten by c.e. mauge, jr.from the 3-cd set, "the kingston trio-36 all time-favorites": cema special products; a division of capitol records, inc., s23-17653a live performancespoken: right now, as a point of information, something we didn't know until recently. every year, in trinidad, they have what is know as a "calypsonian carnival" in which the various native groups down there vie with one another, uh, musically, in order to find out who's the best extemporaneous composer of them all. and in the year 1955, lord invader and his twelve penetrators took the title with this next song, based on a theme by goethe involving the dance of the dead.well, uh, invader could only draw from experience so he called it, of course, "zombie jamboree, the song that killed calypso."well, nowback to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreenow hear me callin'back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreezombie jamboree took place in a new york cemetery (where?)zombie jamboree took place in long island cemeteryzombies from all parts of the island (where?)some of them are great calypsonianshey, since the season was carnivalethey got together in bacchanalwhatcha doin'?back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboree(unintelligible spoken aside)back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn 'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreeone female zombie wouldn't behaveshe say she want me for a slavein the one hand she's holding a quart of wine (whoa)in the other she's pointin' that she'll be minenow believe me folks, yes i had to run (why?)husband of a zombie ain't no fun (no nice!)i says "oh, no my turtle dove""that old bag of bones i cannot love"whatcha doin'?back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreewhat a good game!back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreeright then and there she raise a *feet*"i'm a-going to get you now, my sweet""i'm gonna make you call me sweetie pie"i says "oh, no, get back-you lie"i may be lyin' but you will see (what?)after you kiss this dead zomb-ie (blecccch!!!)no, i've never seen such a horror in me lifecan you imagine me with a zombie wife? (yes!)back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreespoken: you're all alone, you know.back to back, belly to bellywell i don't give a damn'cause it doesn't matter reallyback to back, belly to bellyat the zombie jamboreetranscriber's note: *feet* is adjudged to be the phonetic spelling of the island pronunciation of the word "fit." these lyrics are uncertain but it sounds as if "raise a fit" could be the equivalent to "have a fit": in other words, this female zombie was upset at his non-acceptance.