Gloom And How It Gets That Way

Pull the car over, you're frightening the kids
 Pull the car over, you're frightening the kids
 What did you promise us about grinning in the rear view
 Without your fake teeth in?
 Keep your glass eye glued on the end
 Of the highway up ahead of us
 The collision is always licking it's lips
 You weren't supposed to open the door
 Just keep the plane from drifting off course
 We'll attend to the terrified first class convinced
 There's a hoof print on the bow
 All hail the wounded heart contingent
 Who've given us something more than faultlessness to sing about
 Long live prosthetic live wires
 The faulty mechanism of hope has disintegrated
 Your captain nailed his feet
 To someone else's ship at the sight of me
 Your captain nailed his feet
 To someone else's ship at the sight of me
 Do what your mother tells you
 Do what your mother tells you
 Do what your mother tells you
 Put down the Sheriff's horse
 Do what your mother tells you
 Do what your mother tells you
 Do what your mother tells you
 Put down the Sheriff's horse
 The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly
 Singing, "Hallelujah, the King is dead"
 The choir on the black box rejoiced splendidly
 Singing, "Hallelujah, the King is dead"
 The King is dead