burning down the fire hall

Every body on the floor.

Can't get another in the door

Women falling out
of their high heel shoes,

Red-faced men

choking on their ties.

They're burning down

the fire hall tonight.

Everybody drinking

Everybody drunk

Then auntie versus auntie

Unc versus unc

And oh! Auntie Auntie

Kicks Unc in the junk!

They're burning down

the fire hall tonight.

Here comes the bride, 

Her mouth a mile wide,

Screaming for it all to stop.

Where is the groom?

Someone give him room.

Someone kick the man on top.

They're burning down

the fire hall tonight.

A parade of freak

[[ the people who wander home up the middle of the empty street after closing time or home after the party's over -- I see them when I'm up late at my desk facing on to the street or when they're doing the walk of shame in the morning ]]

Just when the calm

comes down,

Just when the sky

is clear,

Just when a dome

of stars rolls over

all our home...

A parade of freak [sic]

Walk down our street

Hand in hand

Foot by feet [sic]

Muscle and bone

Bone and meat 

Talking meat

Screaming meat

Walking home

When the world is done

Closing down

One by one

A parade of freak [sic]

Just when the moon

moves into view,

Just when today

leaves for the evening,

Just when the all alone

becomes all

and alone...

A parade of freak [sic]

Walk down our street

Hand in hand

Foot by feet [sic]

Muscle and bone

Bone and meat 

Talking meat

Screaming meat

Walking home

When the world is done

Closing down

One by one

A parade of freak [sic]

Here comes our darling

Walking the all alone

Finally finding home

In the plain of day

Missing the whole parade

In a gaze of "Hey,

Look what the cat dragged

Look what the cat dragged

Look what the cat dragged

Look what the cat dragged..."

A parade of freak...

sharpening

[[ it's all figurative -- talk in the kitchen at a party, right? right? ]]

we're in the kitchen

sharpening wits

honing the edges

of our slicy bits

taking our knives out

steel and bone

dragging each edge along

sharpening stone

pushing our knives in

steel and bone

stop when we find ourselves

all alone

pulling our knives out

steel and bone

calling a taxi on
a dead man's phone

Dracula's Castle

[[ dance song -- or vampires going out for the night ]]

I fix my face

I fix my lips

just one last time

Before I step

into the night

to find my crime

Poor little you

What can you do?

You cannot see

what this world is coming to

I fix my eyes 

upon your eyes

I say your name

to hypnotize...

poor little you 

What can you do?

You do not know

the trap you've come into   

I fix my face

I fix my lips

upon your flesh