Invalid Litter Dept.

Intravenously polite, it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes gripped the dirt floor in the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

Yeah, they had plans for him
They has spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewelry lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

And the paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath the hail of contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)

They had defected and been excommunicated
And all the pulses were subverted
And they made sure that the obituaries showed pictures of smoke stacks
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

A vivid dissection that mocked the strut of vivisection
A semiautomatic colony
And a silencing that still walks the streets
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

In the company of wolves was a stretcher
Made of cobblestone curfews
And the federales performed their custodial customs quite well
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)

On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)

Intravenously polite, it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes lay dangling on the dirt floor in the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

Yeah, they had plans for him
They has spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewelry lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

And the paramedics have fallen into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath the hail of contraband
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)

On my way, nails broke and fell
Into the wishing well, wishing well, wishing well (wishing well)
On my way

Dancing on the corpses' ashes
Dancing on the corpses' ashes

Callous heels numbed in travel
Endless maps made by their scalpels, scalpels
Callous heels numbed in travel
Endless maps made by their scalpels, scalpels
Yeah, yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Cedric Bixler, Tony Hajjar, Pablo Hinojos, Omar Rodriguez, Jim Ward
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