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