Let's go toast the twilight at the old horror house
It's a graveyard, the music's loud, the future's bleak
And we'll say hi to Lead Pipe
Books the bands, says he's free
Squeals like a pig when forced to speak
The speaker stack is covered in a thick pile of dust
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
Give me something I can use
I wanna get messed up, and give up, and end up somewhere else
Sometimes, you don't wanna choose
It's a plywood stage and the carpets are rotten
The band is so loud, they're lighter than air
The singer's heart and soul had long since been bled
And like the ocean
Well, she didn't care
The music, it was blasting
And I couldn't hear what she said
Oh, but when she signed my poster
She wrote I love you
She wrote I love you
She wrote I love you
But you're dead
The guitar was pure evil, like the engines on a jet
The singer is beautiful and oh so bored
When she started crawling around on the ground well, honey, you bet
I've been down on that beer-soaked floor
Lead Pipe fell in love
He said, "hey would you look at that slut?"
Beauty brought what was left of him to the edge of despair
He said, "for a little I bet she would do a whole lot."
Cause you'll do anything when you're not really there
The music, it was blasting
And I couldn't hear what she said
Oh, but when she signed my poster
She wrote I love you
She wrote I love you
She wrote I love you
But you're dead
Now tonight, I wanna disappear
So wish me godspeed
For a membership to the human race I'd give up all claim
And I'll control my arms and my legs and my hands, and my hair and my face
Like I'm holding a gun in a video game
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