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Ludo
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Skeletons On Parade
作词:Timothy Convy, Timothy Ferrell, Matthew Palermo, Andrew Volpe
Behind a curtain of towering pines The sun settling red A city hidden high in the hills Comes out to honor the dead
Families somberly walk through the town They build altars and pray Clean the tombs and clutch rosaries And speak of better days
From the edge of the island They ferry back to the shore They climb under their covers And pray a little more
In this ancient city of stones They sigh and bow their heads The living seem rather, well dead Oh yeah
The sun is down, the earth shakes The wind doth howl And I'm making moves all across the park We're sitting in the dark
The caskets squeak The trees wheeze, the crypts all creak And toes sepulchered for months and months in dust Are wiggling off their crust, whoa
Shed your shrouds Slip your fingertips through the ground Get those catacombs open I'm hoping you'll join us Everybody come on out, yeah
What a lovely, lovely night For a drink and a parade We'll dance until the morning light This town should be afraid
What a lovely, lovely night For a drink and a parade We'll dance until the morning light This town should be afraid
Candied pumpkins, sweet egg bread We love rising from the dead Carpals, tarsals, vertebrae That's us clicking on parade
I move without any muscles My skull's a cavernous hall Tendons are made for pulling, my friend I don't need them at all
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Mescal in our mandibles And porridge in our ribs Their prospects are looking quite grim
Board the Mariposas now Set sail for the quivering light ahead We're descending on the town
The living we're scaring, nightmaring in fright They've waited forever to bring us together We finally wake them up tonight Yock dehay
Yock dehay, de yockity hum The devil is happy to say Heaven is having a hell of a time Skeletons on parade
Yock dehay, de yockity hum The devil is happy to say Heaven is having a hell of a time Skeletons on parade
Flee the mausolea Fly sarcophagi Pandemone the plaza Tiba-fibia-fie
You ligamentary lifers Your fractured foolish plight Pluck yourself from your gravesite
Yock dehay de yockity hum Heaven is having a hell of a time Skeletons on parade
Yock dehay de yockity hum Heaven is having a hell of a time Skeletons on parade
Yockey de yockum, hey The devil is happy to say, ho Yockay de yockum, hey No one gets away, no
Yockay de yockum, hey The devil is happy to say, ho Heaven is having a hell of a time Skeletons on parade
Goodnight, all my children Now you must rest your heads You wouldn't want the sun To catch you missing from your beds
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