...And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead Album

Okay this is a song about killing everybody, let's all sing along now

Dream machine,
John and exene,
Smear campaign,
And a swat team.

Let's have a feudal lord,
Let's have a fascist regime,
Side effects,
Coupled with withdrawl bleeding.

This is a riot, right?
Let's all riot riot,
Let's tear this place to shit,
Commit pact suicide.

(you know you all want it, now let's all kill ourselves)
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Put your hand to my mouth,
And a gun to my head,
Let's stop this false pretence,
Become real friends.

Let's have a mustard gas war,
Because a fuck's a fuck,
Richter scale madness,
Join the gun club, join the gun club

[No lyrics]

With you're fake, fake eyes,
Are you blinded to me?
GG - cold in the house,
A butterfly knife in the south
Scotch on your rocks,
You're sexless, like Sid,
Girl walks in, in this dust,
With the past in my skull.

Sink on South!
Sink on South!

The shape of your head is a twist of the truth,
The skulls on these walls, are they connected to you?
The stars are like eyes climbing out of a mist,
The temperatures rise like an easter morning sun,
Its not something you learn its just something you do,
And sometimes I wonder whether my other half is you.

Cause I am only half, of what I am,
And half of that is what, the lies can do,
Where the rest is, I don't know,
And I'm not sure if I wanna know.

Back on my own, it took me this long,
To scale to the top of this (grassy/misty) mountain side you're on,
But now I can see where its all been leading to,
The skulls on these walls, how they're connected to you,
Walking with you down a slippery slope, and you said,
"If I was the sun, you'd be the world I'd shine onto."

You're a gargoyle, on this building top.
With your teeth bared, and your claws sharp and ready.
You have seen me, walking, in hatred,
With the sidewalks wet, beneath my feet.
In winter, the trees loom above,
In december, are you trouble prone?
In december, hatred.
In winter, hatred.

A dark shadow, reigns this night,
My eyes shadow, with conviction,
In all noir, you descend,
You go for the kill,
In all noir,
In all noir, you descend,
In all noir, you go for the kill,
In all, noir,
In all noir, you descend,
A dark shadow, reigns this night,
My eyes shadow, with conviction

There was one king, this was his one sin,
You never make a move, 'til you've got something to prove.

Upon a cross, strapped to a lathe,
Young ingenue, escapes unscathed,
You read the part, but you didn't get it,
left "Lancelot" out of the picture credit.

If there's just one line, that springs to mind today,
Your bottom-lit face, hovering in outerspace.

Upon a cross, strapped to a lathe,
Young ingenue, escapes unscathed,
You read your part from your beer-gut heart,
Then you fell to earth, where you became a star.

Each time, I see, your face, remains,
Your beer-gutheart escapes unscathed,
Left Lancelot out of a part,
You married the monster, but not the art.

You fell to earth, but you wanted it back, now.
You slipped at the tracks now, the one with the cross?
And it's all gone bad hasn't it?
Now that you're dead

One last thing that you regretted,
Before it fell apart,
Despite your powers you hated being,
A stupid rock star,
Kitty Pryde so sweet and innocent,
You're all we talk about,
We know you'd rather raise another demon,
Than sooth your own faults.

And I can see your demon burning in me,
Little chief, pull out your teeth and,
When it burns, the words inside,
Ounce of prevention that scars my eyes.
And I can feel the human I had once been,
Screaming for your mercy,
When it burns the words inside,
Ounce of prevention, its scars that make you civilised!

And everything that you didn't want, came true!

If you really want to,
you can, lie...
If you really want to,
you can, lie...
If you really want to,
you can, lie...
If you really want to,
you can, lie...

And the sun fades,
The waters rise,
The stars appear,
The night has returned.

I told you so,
On that night,
About a volatile force,
With the devils luck,
Who heard the jackass scream,
And call for monarchy,
I told you so.

I told you so,
On that night,
About this force,
A force of will