Dancing Song

I fear the motions in my chest
The voices in my head are saying
Chastity is angels, am I overdressed
It feels like many miles I've walked noctivagarantly
In the coroners release you'll find me bending on my knees saying

Chastity is angels, I think I'm overdressed
The world is spinning violently, I'm reeling out of breath
A dancing song plundered from the veins of a dead man
Statues made of marble
Statues made of marbled flesh
What's more fresh

I don't know what you're waiting for
Going downtown where the kids aren't bored
Two by two when we rise above
And we'll all go out, blazing in infancy

So take a razor blade to the coffin dangling over me
Piled dirt smelling like coffee, I give up so eagerly
There's corsairs in my church choir and cossacks on my team
In poker alley hustlers and busty libertines I find an affinity

So chastity is angels, I think I'm overdressed
The world is spinning violently, I'm reeling out of breath
A dancing song plundered from the veins of a dead man
Statues made of marble
Made of marbled flesh
What's more fresh

I don't know what you're waiting for
Your past is ugly but you can't ignore
The bar room knifes and a settled score
Won't nobody just joke around with me

So in my crowded hour let the corks fly free
Let my dying words sound like the crackling leaves
A histrionic drunk on kerosene
I think this room needs brightening
Light a fire in me