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Skulls In The Closet
04:14
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I have a secret
One that I've been forced to keep
There are skulls in the closet
In the heart of New Orleans
Mementos of my ancestors
Their rotting bodies stick
But I stashed them one by one
Whilst the lonely reaper winks
Rum de dum dah doo da dum rum da doom
Rum do dah dum dee da do dum da rum
Take your row boat cross the swamp
You'll find a little bar
Where Margaret drowned in absinthe
Under whisky water falls
The scent of something lethal overpowers Henry's drink
And his soul left his body
While my mood began to sink
Rah da dum rah de da doe da dum da
Rum dee dah dum dee dah doe rum dah dum
I imagined them as angels in our heavenly bar
I'd love to sit beside them, but their auras went so far
And I'm trapped in anguish left alone in my cell
Wish me well in my own private hell
I have a secret one that I'm ready to share
You see I've died in agony in the depth of my despair
My family fell to ashes, while death was stalking me
And now I'm locked inside the closet
But my spirit will not leave!
Rah dee dah dum da dah dah rum dah dome
Rum dee dum rah dee dah doh rom dah doe
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What caveman invented a love song?
What cavegirl was he trying to drag along?
Did he have the proper tunes to sculpt a lullaby?
Proper music plays a jig of many lifetimes
We are pieces of the puzzle
Scattered everywhere
Waving arms around the planet
Like we just don't care
We are pieces of the puzzle
Scattered everywhere
When we run into each other
It's an instant love affair
To stray from the blueprint on a rainy day
Not the way my uncle learned to play
Every generation plays their part
Finding missing pieces that have fallen off
We are pieces of the puzzle
Scattered everywhere
Waving arms around the planet
Like we just don't care
We are pieces of the puzzle
Scattered everywhere
When we run into each other
It's an instant love affair
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Forget Me Not Ship
04:18
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What can you do with a drunken sailor
Throw him overboard at the quinceanera
There's plenty of rum aboard this ship
So slurp it down like little fish
Where strong men fight and meek play dice
But no one leaves this ship alive
No sextant knows
Where the ocean flows
We were born with no money
We were born with no name
We were born as a clean slate
We were born just the same
We're destined for shipwreck
No faith in my skip
We're the wretched survivors
Forget Me Not Ship
Forget me nots planted on the bough
When the storm comes, we'll turn the lights down
And pray the surging storm turns right
Hoping our gardens live through the night
Those little signs of our demise
As temperatures steadily rise
No maps can say
Which way to safe
We'll die with no money
We'll die with no fame
We'll die as a broken plate
We'll die just the same
Tossing seeds in the water
Into shadow, we drift
We;re the wretched survivors
Forget me not ship
Will they remember us?
What can we do with a drunken sailor early in the morn?
We're the lonely survivors
Forget Me Not Ship
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