Factories creating despair
Industries pump anxiety
Into the hands of man
Manufacturing coffins filled with guilt
So heavy they'll sink you
So heavy they'll sink you all at once
Cut to the punchline, baby
Cut to the punchline, I'm crazy
I'm so crazy
I'm so crazy
Bury me deep beside my baby
Make this resting place for two
Death ain't bad if I'm dead with you
Our wedding was planned for night
When skeletons dance and zombies bite
Our flesh decays and hits the ground
The pain I feel I pass around
Take this fear and pass it on
We'll dance all night and wait for dawn
Cut to the spotlight, baby
Cut to the spotlight, I'm crazy