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Track 9 (final track) off new album "Public Cemetery Party." CD Release Show - 10/27/10 at Mulcahy's in Wantagh, NY.
lyrics
Bees swarming in the breeze
Feeding on a seduced soul
Sown by your mind alone
Seated at a psycho’s throne
Drawn in, weakened,
By the shapes she makes
Dancing slowly
In cemeteries…
Young blood is often tasted by love,
Then often wasted,
And poured back into you.
I look in to where it all begins
Now I know why you must go
So you found my wasted underground
Tell me why dos it wear off so slow
Drawn in, weakened,
By the shapes she makes
Dancing slowly
In cemeteries…
Everybody come to the public cemetery party tonight!
Young blood is often tasted by love,
Then often wasted,
And poured back into you.
I found my place
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
In my dismay
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
I found my place
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
In my dismay
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
I found my place
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zoo
In my dismay
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo
Zoo, Zoo Zoo Zoo, Zooooooo…
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