Deathletter In the Mail

You can feel it coming from a mile away
Like an elephant crashing through the trees
And you don't know whether to run or hide
So wait, trembling, on your knees

Worry that it's gonna find you
So you nail all the windows shut
You even plugged the hole in the tub
And pray to sweet Jesus for good luck
Pray to sweet Jesus for good luck

And it's coming, sure as morning
Sure as the twilight fades
And there's nothing to do but wait and pray
The deathletter's in the mail

Did you change the locks since yesterday
Might as well do it to be sure
Make a sacrifice, do it twice
You can't be too pure
No, you can't be too pure

Start wearing gloves just like a doctor
Washing your hands all the time
Watching the sky just like a holy man
Looking for a sign
You're just looking for a sign

'Cause it's coming, sure as morning
Sure as a bloodhound on a trail
And there's nothing to do but wait and pray
The deathletter's in the mail
The deathletter's in the mail
The deathletter's in the mail



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Williams
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