Gloom And How It Gets That Way

Pull the car over you’re frightening the kids
Pull the car over you’re frightening the-
What did you promise us
About grinning in the rear view mirror
Without your fake teeth in?
Keep your glass eye glued on the end of the highway
Up ahead of us
The collision is always licking it’s lips
You weren’t supposed to open the door
Just keep the plane from drifting off course
We’ll attend to the terrified first class
Convinced there’s a hoof print on the bow
All hail the wounded heart contingent
Who’ve given us something more than faultlessness to sing about
Long live prosthetic live wires
The faulty mechanism of hope has disintegrated
Your captain nailed his feet
To someone else’s ship at the sight of me
Your captain nailed his feet
To someone else’s ship at the sight of me
Do what your mother tells you
Do what your mother tells you
Do what your mother tells you
And put down the sheriff’s horse
Do what your mother tells you
Do what your mother tells you
Do what your mother tells you
And put down the sheriff’s horse
The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly
Singing «Hallelujah, the king is dead»
The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly
Singing «Hallelujah, the king is dead»
The king is dead