If you've got a quarter you can stick in my neck
and I'll sing whatever song you want for whatever mood you're in
Isn't that what you expect? I can sing you to sleep
I've got a mouth full of blood
Well I'll carry this casket if it's what I have to do
So bring on the dark sky and let it cover me entirely
Isn't that what you expect? I can sing you to sleep
And all you want from me is a broken heart
And I'll run down to the river and grab five buckets of water
Wait right where you are and I will serve you at your table
I hope you like my restaurant and the lighting is right
The jukebox is in the corner My mouth is the speaker
It plays your favorite songs and you know where the coin slot is
Isn't that what you expect? I can sing you to sleep
And all you want from me is a broken heart