Murder City Devils - Midnight Service At The Mutter Museum Lyrics
Up to the ears, up to the neckIt's for the curious, it's for the hopefulKick in the doors, climb in the windowsIt's Midnight service at the mutter museumAnd I'm glad, glad that you're hereBetter luck, better luck at the pull-tabsthat's what I thought tooDo you have any idea how many songsthey wrote about youLook at the face, the shape of the skullLeave the road, follow the pathIt's midnight at the drowning pondANd I'm glad, glad that you're hereBetter off not trying hard, that's what I thought tooPut on your boots, put on your make-upIn the parking lotFifteen, sixteen, seventeenIt's midnight service at the mutter museumAnd I'm glad, glad that you're here