Back down for another electric funeral On acidwords and neonbones I ride A zeronaut without hand or heart Yet I kept these words inside Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn And keep your laughteer torn Down for more of those nothings Neonecrononsense and unlight Saw a skeleton eatin' its gravestone But I keep these words inside Down for some madmouthmurder Though all my words already died A somewhat doomdrugged inkjunkie indeed Still I'll keep those words inside Once in a while you'd better listen to the worn And keep your laughter torn