lyrics for lovers & lunatics
easy to do-it's three in the morning. i've got the last of my bags packed. i'll try and take everything cause i'm never coming back. it's the only way i'll ever forget about you. i won't say goodbye, it's the easy thing to do.
the cab is waiting to take me to the train. i'm so impatient driving slowly through the rain. when i get there i'll drop you a line. just a letter. i'll lie and say i'm doing fine.
after a while you'll forget about me. as for me, it won't be quite as easy. the nights are long and i'll be so lonely. a picture of you fills every corner of my memory.
into the fire-lost inside my world. clouds inside my head. spinning me around. into the fire. i've got another personality up here in my head. he comes out when he wants to, with my deepest desires.
(chorus) there's someone inside my head and it isn't me. i've got a couple loose wires. lost inside my head i threw away the key. into the fire.
stop asking questions. mister, i don't know the answers. he's a man in a white coat. he calls himself a doctor. doc says i've got voices inside my head. he says i can't think for myself. well, i do whatever those voices require.
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my scene-he sits alone. intent in his eyes. a face of stone. up on his throne. he's the one you know(4x) do you dig his scene?(4x)
they're watching me. it'll help the cause. i'll set you free. will you come with me? i'm the one you know(4x) do you dig my scene?(4x)
do you dig my scene?(x)
my children.
do you dig my scene?(4x)
flowers for the dead-death in a black dress. her kiss could steal my breathe. my flesh would burn for you. above, yeah, as below.
(chorus) a smile on her face and flowers for the dead. for the dead. flowers for the smile on her face and flowers for the dead. for the dead flowers for the...
dancing in the shadows. it's there she waits for me. i swim in anticipation but me she'll never know.
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two times through- (chorus) it's two times through and i'm through with you(2x)
it comes as no suprise to me that you've got nothing to say. with me you had your way. with me you had your way. you were so quick to cry a complicated spy. for which i had no reply. for which i had no reply.
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it comes as no suprise to me me that you've got nothing to say. with me you had your way. with me you had your way. an aquiescent pawn, so sure where i belonged. you were the reason for my song. you were the reason for my song.
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shiver
shiver-i see you walking. you don't see me. i'm not transparent no you choose not to see.
(chorus)you're getting closer. you're getting nearer. i can almost touch you. how does that feel? does it make you shiver? does it make you tremble? does it make you shiver? does it make you tremble?
now you can see me. but it's too late. a plastic smile flashes across your face.
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now that you've seen me. are you afraid? are you ashamed of yourself as you start to fade?
you're getting closer. you're getting nearer. i think i want you. how does that feel? does it make you shiver? does it make you tremble? does it make you shiver? does it make you tremble?
tomato dance-look at those indians. they sure are crazy. they do a thing called tomato dance and throw tomatoes at me. it's an ancient ritual started by death himself. he took the tribe's prettiest girls and fed them pumpkin seeds.
(chorus) do the tomato dance. do the tomato dance. you can do the tomato. do the tomato dance.
it's the day of the dead. a jack-o-lantern stares at me. i'm ducking tomatoes thrown by unhappy indians. the pumpkins remind them of the living dead. but, they won't kill me. they throw tomatoes instead.
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birthday-see old woman alone in her bed. sometimes she wishes she were dead. today's her birthday and she gets out her gun. pulls the trigger and she's dead.
(chorus)la, la ,la, la,la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
it's been a long time since she's felt alive. it's been a long time since she's lived. today's her birthday but she won't have another. she pulled the trigger and she's dead.
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today's her birthday happy fucking birthday. la, la, la, la, la, la.
procession-open the door. just turn the key. now, look inside. what do you see? walls up to the heavens. through the windows are the trees. see the weeping widows on their hands and knees. some of them dressed in black. some wear nothing at all. some of them don't match. but, it's not their fault. gathered are the masses. some perched in the trees. all join the procession in time to the beat.