Brompton Cemetery
We don't slow dance around here
We don't show romance around here
We only tip-toe round here
I've got the devil in my pocket, my dear
So, know what you've got yourself into
Know what you've got yourself into...
Got kicked out of heaven
For bringing girls and gear
Don't feel guilty, we're all devils round here
Bring your friends or come alone
This garden here is overgrown
Over top of flesh and bone
My darker side would call it home
I've got the footprints of a thief
I've got a heart of guilt and grief
So even if my life is brief, it's fine
Welcome to the freak show, it's a long good night
We've got everything you want
And anything that you like
Just come on in
To the freak show, it's a rare delight
For the freaks and the geeks
And the mischievous type
Just come on in
Know what you've got yourself into
Know what you've got yourself into
Got kicked out of heaven, for bringing girls and gear
Don't feel guilty, we're all devils round here
Tell me if my lies are true
Tell me do I look like you?
Tell me, if I drink too much
I like to keep my courage dutch
Death to all our heroes that were good and were brave
Cuz nothing fuckin' matters till we fall in the grave
At the freak show, it's a long goodnight
We've got everything you want and anything that you like
Just come on in
To the freak show, it's a long goodnight
For the freaks and the geeks
And the mischievous type
Just come on in
Know what you've got yourself into
Know what you've got yourself into
We don't show romance around here
We only tip-toe round here
I've got the devil in my pocket, my dear
So, know what you've got yourself into
Know what you've got yourself into...
Got kicked out of heaven
For bringing girls and gear
Don't feel guilty, we're all devils round here
Bring your friends or come alone
This garden here is overgrown
Over top of flesh and bone
My darker side would call it home
I've got the footprints of a thief
I've got a heart of guilt and grief
So even if my life is brief, it's fine
Welcome to the freak show, it's a long good night
We've got everything you want
And anything that you like
Just come on in
To the freak show, it's a rare delight
For the freaks and the geeks
And the mischievous type
Just come on in
Know what you've got yourself into
Know what you've got yourself into
Got kicked out of heaven, for bringing girls and gear
Don't feel guilty, we're all devils round here
Tell me if my lies are true
Tell me do I look like you?
Tell me, if I drink too much
I like to keep my courage dutch
Death to all our heroes that were good and were brave
Cuz nothing fuckin' matters till we fall in the grave
At the freak show, it's a long goodnight
We've got everything you want and anything that you like
Just come on in
To the freak show, it's a long goodnight
For the freaks and the geeks
And the mischievous type
Just come on in
Know what you've got yourself into
Know what you've got yourself into
Credits
Writer(s): Sean Hickland
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