Caravan of Thieves - Raise the Dead Lyrics
Hey love, you're not still afraid of our dearly departed, right?Cause Earhart, Mozart, Joan of Arc and all of their friends are expected tonightListen now, we have little time so let's find some festive decorBreak out the candles, the cabernet, strike up the bandLet's all raise the deadAnd ask them to come to feastA big celebration of past consummations and grand conceitsLet's all break some breadAnd merry down the boulevardGive medals of honor to all of the goners and deceasedCome on, don't you tell me that you don't recognize anyoneThis is Miss Dickenson, go ahead and tell her, her poems really lived onEverybody, life is strictly for the living, like you and meBut tonight we are sharing, despite this odd pairing you seeLet's all raise the deadAnd ask them to come to feastA big celebration of past consummations and grand conceitsLet's all break some breadAnd merry down the boulevardGive medals of honor to all of the goners and deceasedLet's all raise the deadAnd ask them to come to feastA big celebration of past consummations and grand conceitsLet's all break some breadAnd merry down the boulevardGive medals of honor to all of the goners and deceased
