Well the sky is black,

And everyone's on fire.

Neon lights and shallow graves,

Are all I see for miles.



Waiting in utopia,

To liberate the living dead.

Palm trees and antiquity.

Kool-aid and strychnine.



Well the clock is dead,

And everyone's on fire.

Neon lights and shallow graves,

Are all I see for miles.



Waiting in utopia,

To liberate the living dead.

Palm trees and antiquity.

Kool-aid and strychnine.



Sing with me in harmony

In evidence of your liturgy.

I am your god and I've never been so in love.

So spread your legs,

Close your eyes

And say a prayer for me.

Blow a kiss and make a wish.

You're going to heaven.

We're a happy family

And we belong together.