Fate

Dog boy climbed the tower
 Not sure if he'd jump or fall
 The driver of the, big black hearse
 He sat there waiting
 Awaiting for the worst
 Awaiting for the worst
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 Dogtown was elated
 When the boy climbed down on his own
 The driver of the big black hearse
 He sat there waiting, awaiting for the worst
 Awaiting for the worst
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 Call it luck, well, I call it fate
 As the sun shines over the small town
 The graveyard is (the graveyard is), no place for anyone (the graveyard is)
 The graveyard is (the graveyard is), no place for anyone
 The graveyard is (the graveyard is), no place for anyone (the graveyard is)
 The graveyard is (the graveyard is), no place for anyone
 The graveyard is (the graveyard is), no place for anyone (the graveyard is)
 The graveyard is (the graveyard is), no place for anyone
 No place for anyone