Live at the Apocalypse Cabaret

[00:00.89] Scarecrow, you ruined me.
[00:04.45] Now I've caught my hands in the death machine.
[00:09.06] They fed my children to the lions;
[00:11.71] they made me watch it on the television.
[00:14.48] Scarecrow, with your blackbird wives,
[00:18.07] I was promised you'd come and save my life.
[00:22.59] They chased me down with the farmer's son,
[00:25.21] bashed our brains out with an oil drum.
[00:29.70] The cross-eyed map of the afterlife is knitting tiny neck ties...
[00:36.12] But scarecrow, I'm still alive.
[00:39.79] Who sewed me back together to watch the whole world writhe?
[00:44.26] Watch me stumble on the cobblestones.
[00:46.92] Mothers, grab your children, here comes the town drunk.
[00:50.53] Scarecrow, they took my wife.
[00:53.25] They tied her to an oak in a field of rye.
[00:57.80] They flood the field with kerosene;
[01:01.41] as the moths ate the flames their faces beamed.
[01:04.14] The bald-eyed map of the afterlife is knitting tiny neck ties.
[01:12.51] And the Graveyard Ship flies over us.
[01:23.44] The celebrity host walks the plank.
[01:28.82] The verse of the day is, "Baby heads planted in the ground don't make baby trees. Thank you, goodnight."
[01:39.77] Scarecrow, did you hear about the priest
[01:44.21] they found jerking off in the confession booth?
[01:47.83] His collar spinning like a top
[01:51.42] he looked so pathetic crying to the cops.
[01:54.13] Scarecrow, did you hear about the man who locked his daughter
[01:59.51] in the basement for 12 years?
[02:02.24] They dragged her out of the house to the hungry audience.
[02:08.68] The cross-eyed map of the afterlife is knitting tiny neck ties.
[02:15.80] The bald-eyed map of the afterlife is knitting tiny noose ties.
[02:23.08] The wild-eyed map of the afterlife is knitting tiny death lies.
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