Cultists On Board - The Darkest of The Hillside Thickets

Cook was nearly deaf

Was a sterling chef

Though he did enjoy

His drink

He died how he lived

With his whisk and sieve

And his head inside

The sink

Tony was the mate

He was 28

Was the finest friend

I had

Run through with a sword

And tossed overboard

Who is gonna tell

His dad?

It’s no big surprise (it's no big surprise)

Everybody dies (everybody dies)

That’s small consolation to me now (that's small consolation to me now)

Chin up, buttercup (chin up, buttercup)

When your number’s up (when your number’s up)

Now my life is flashing (now my life is flashing)

Right before my teary, world-weary eyes

Steven, Kat, the rest

Trapped inside the mess

Won’t go down without

A fight

Burning through the lock

You’re in for a shock

When the petrol drums

Ignite

It’s no big surprise (it's no big surprise)

Everybody dies (everybody dies)

Though this isn’t quite the way that I thought I would go (the way that I

thought I would go)

Seems my number’s up (seems my number’s up)

Why should I be different from the rest?

(why should I be different from the

rest)

The deal’s the same for everybody, everybody dies (everybody dies)