funeral of times
the party is over, the boatmen arrive
ladies got their champagne, lords plan their crimes
everything`s burned down, no reason and no sin
the lord and the lady, their enemy within
downstairs` workin`a funeral of times
even if you`re goin`down tomorrow
look a lord is painting, there`s nothing you can choose
boys wil loose their cardgames, the night will loose it`s blues
trapped by her confusion, a girl without a face
runnin`through a dessert, leaving there a maze
downstairs` workin`a funeral of times
even if you`re goin`down tomorrow
the party is over, the boatmen arrive
ladies, they got faces, lords plan their crimes
everything`s burned down, no reason and no sin
the lord and the lady, their enemy within
downstairs` workin`a funeral of times
even if you`re goin`down tomorrow