Purgatory Dance Party - Polkadot Cadaver

The strobe lights your eyes

as the d.j.

is hung up and crucified

and there you are in all your innocence

with your back against the wall

breaking hearts like commandments

I don’t mind waiting for you

there’s blood on the dancefloor

oh now what are you gonna do?

I don’t mind lying for you

about the bodies in the backyard

oh now what are you gonna do?

Satan go put on your blue dress honey

and lets do the tango

jesus go put on some elvis baby and lets do the chacha

satan lets toast to the armaggedon

you know that is all you

gandhi go pour a couple of whiskeys

you know you my nigga!

I think I’ve seen you on t.v.

where you’re selling the end of the world

you seem harmless enough to me

as my eyes glaze over into medicated sleep

Thank you doctor for these wonderful pills

I’m feeling so much different now

all suicidal thoughts are gone

and my new middle name is now optimistic

Just as the night fades into day mourning becomes you

as your worst nightmares come true

what will you do now that no one wants you

and your wildest dreams are all dying on your birthday

I want a frontrow seat to your technicolor funeral

I cant stop smiling as they’re lowering your body into the ground