Breakfast was Mahler and coffee Dinner's Lightnin' Hopkins and rye Everything you say comes back to bite you These days only beauty makes you cry
The chapel is closed for the COVID Black mold owns the city by the sea Dew-beaded cobweb in the moonlight - Halo for a saint who's yet to be
And the dead shall sing To the living and the semi-alive Bells will ring when you arrive
You're limping like a three-legged canine Backbone creaking like a cheap shoe Dragging the accretions of a lifetime But you oughta make another mile or two...
And the dead shall sing To the living and the semi-alive Bells will ring when you arrive
The dead shall sing To the living and the semi-alive Bells will ring when you arrive
The dead shall sing To the living and the semi-alive Bells will ring when you arrive
I said the dead shall sing To the living and the semi-alive Bells will ring when you arrive (One more time now)
The dead shall sing To the living and the semi-alive Bells will ring when you arrive When you arriveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.