Mark Eitzel I Love You But You're Dead
let's go toast the twilight at the old horror house it's the graveyard, the music's loud, the future's bleak and we'll say hi to Lead Pipe books the bands, says he's free squeals like a pig when forced to speak
the speaker stack is covered in thick pile of dust turn it up, turn it up, turn it up give me something I can use I wanna get messed up, and give up, and end up somewhere else sometimes, you don't wanna choose
it's a plywood stage and the carpets are rotten the band is so loud, they're lighter than air the singer's heart and soul had long since been black and like the ocean well, she didn't care
the music, it was blasting and I couldn't hear what she said oh, but when she signed my poster she wrote I love you she wrote I love you she wrote I love you but you're dead
the guitar was pure evil, like the engines on a jet the singer is beautiful and oh so bored when she started crawling around on the ground well, honey, you bet I've been down on that beer-soaked floor
Lead Pipe fell in love ?? would you look at that slut beauty brought what was left of him to the edge of despair he said for a little I bet, she would do a whole lot 'cause you'll do anything when you're not really there
the music, it was blasting and I couldn't hear what she said oh, but when she signed my poster she wrote I love you she wrote I love you she wrote I love you but you're dead
now tonight, I wanna disappear so wish me godspeed for a membership to the human race I'd give up ?? and I'll control my arms and my legs and my hands, and my hair and my face like I'm holding a gun in a video game
