Swallow dead drink oblivion

The end resonate disastrous surrender

No one likes to be the bearer of bad news

But it's time to put this old girl down

Our frames are riddled with holes

No big loss by friendly fire

Sew your seeds in the coffin

Breed us foreign cuddle time dancers

Bottoms up to cruel examples

Here's to the times

Here's to an epic failure

Now take swift flight

Aboard chariots in the sky

We'll put the powder in our guns

And take aim while our faces go numb

The studious courtship of cold steel on flesh

Zealots on rooftops will always shoot you down

So light up the night

Traffic is at a standstill

We're laughing in the face of imminent death

Flaunting our riches to the destitute

The power lines hang too low around here

Hanging their corpses from the overpasses

We're dancing on the teeth of a bear trap

The power lines hang too low around here

Cup our hands against the murky window

Eyes as wide as the sea

In eager hopes of catching a glimpse

Watching the lord undress