Rendez-Voodoo Every Time I Die

You'd better shove another piece of what's
Left into your mouth while the gettin's good
'Cause you know the highs are running low
And every new is gettin' old

Lord, I've been down
Since you been seein' another boy

Me and my girl are gonna smoke the cigarettes that we find in another man's tray
We're gonna pick all the meat from the big city bones
Because the hot is gettin' cold

Lord, I'm not proud

Keep your chin up, the water will boil
The comet will come for us all
Make amends with anything you've ever loved
And open your arms to the swarm

We have salted the earth
Raid hell, raid hell
We have salted the earth
Raid hell, raid hell

You'd better drink up, get your sorrows in
'Cause we're coming upon where the ending begins
The nickel city's new church says "no one allowed"
Since all the lights are going out