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I've seen your severed head at a banquet for the dead,
All dressed up for dinner looked so fine.
Your shining silver salver so tastefully powdered
with the finest milit'ry quick lime.
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Now try and picture this, as I gave you a kiss
The apple in your mouth slips in mine.
The orchestra played the sweetest serenade,
We laughed as we put away your wine.
Pre-Chorus 1
So raise your glasses,
Here's a toast to wasted lives,
May all their ghosts come back to haunt you
and tell you how they died
Chorus 1
Does it feel any better now, does it mean any more?
When the angel of death comes knock, knocking
And banging at your door?
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When all the fun was over, I put you on my shoulder
Took you home away from it all.
Shot down and claimed, mounted and framed
Tastefully hung up on my wall.
Pre-chorus 2
Are my dreams your nightmares?
I hope they all come true.
Get off your knees the party's over,
I'm coming home to you
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