(We Were) Electrocute - Type O Negative

We were electrocute

In our has-been 1980's suits

So electrocute

Everyone we knew said it too

That’s when even strangers knew our names

Ten years later sighed «what a shame»

We were electrocute

To make the point again is moot

Ssssssso electrocute

How on you I’ve wasted my youth

Your cold eyes of Coney Island sand

Hair dyed the blood of a foolish man

So proud to be by your side

We were a team no one denied

Even though I still miss your lips

You’re about as real as your tits