Well the sky is black,
And everyone's on fire
Neon lights and shallow graves,
Are all I see for miles

Waiting in utopia,
To liberate the living dead
Palm trees and antiquity
Kool-aid and strychnine

Well the clock is dead,
And everyone's on fire
Neon lights and shallow graves,
Are all I see for miles

Waiting in utopia,
To liberate the living dead
Palm trees and antiquity
Kool-aid and strychnine

Sing with me in harmony
In evidence of your liturgy
I am your god and I've never been so in love
So spread your legs,
Close your eyes
And say a prayer for me
Blow a kiss and make a wish
You're going to heaven
We're a happy family
And we belong together