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Invalid Litter Department by At the Drive-In Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As her shoes gripped the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying

Dancing on corpses ashes

Yeah, they had plans for him
They has spun the last of the pimps
Corduroy, satin nailed jewelry lips
While the guillotine just laughed again

Dancing on the corpses ashes

And paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of contraband

Dancing on the corpses ashes

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

They had been defected and excommunicated
And all the pulses were subverted
And they made sure the obituaries
Showed pictures of smoke stacks

Dancing on the corpses ashes

A vivid dissection that mocked
The strut of vivisection
Semi-automatic colonies
And a silencing that still walks the streets

Dancing on the corpses ashes

In the company of wolves
Was a stretcher made of
Cobblestone curfews
The federals performed
Their custodial customs quite well

Dancing on the corpses ashes

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As her shoes lay dangling on the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying

Dancing on corpses ashes

Well, yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Corduroy, satin nailed jewelry lips
While the guillotine just laughed again

Dancing on the corpses ashes

And paramedics had fallen into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of contraband

Dancing on the corpses ashes

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well

On my way, yeah

Dancing on the corpses ashes
Dancing on the corpses ashes

Callous heels numbed in travel
Endless maps made by their
Scalpels, scalpels

Callous heels numbed in travel
Endless maps made by their
Scalpels, scalpels