Look at the boy
Look at the boy
comin' down the chimney

Look next to you
See whose on
The evening train
With you

A message
for the faint of heart
or weak stomachs
that go
on and on and on forever
on and on and on forever

Goodnight my friends
Goodnight my friends
Be well
I bid you a grand ol' farewell
and condemn you all to hell
condemn you all
to hell
condemn you all
to hell

Look at the boy
Look at the boy
Look at the boy
comin' down the chimney

Look at the boy
Look at the boy
Look at the boy
coming down the
chimney

The one who ate the lights
Always in the way
The floorboards creak and sway
and the windowpanes shatter

The one who ate the lights
The one that got away
Tucking your children in at night

The one who ate the lights
Look whose telling you your rights
Melodrama is the middle ground
Can this life truly be found?

The one who ate the lights
Wasn't their fault at all
They'll never know the pain
or what it is to fall

The one who ate the lights
Laughing at our plight
but it might just work

The one who ate the lights
not yet accountable for actions

We'll all have to pay for it in the end

That trendy backwoods stomp
Your snake is spitting
and drowning in the rain

From on top my altar
I am the one you want
Like a peasant
In the city square

That trendy backwoods stomp
That spiteful sideways glare

Your snake is spitting
and drowning in the rain

Give the men treats for labor
Give the women something else
It will never be fair so long as they stare

That trendy backwoods stomp

Pleasure
quantified
Propensity
Profit
Polyamorous

The boardwalk you dragged me on to
The time that we shared outside of the party
The rat poison made you walk funny
The planks that splattered your brain matter on the ferris wheel

Sooner or later you will realize that "the ride is not stopping;
You are going to die"

The hole in the beach
That took you down
Do not worry
Made sure it was deep enough
To muffle any sound
That will be produced
After you are buried

I ain't a friend, I'm a foe;
I am an enemy, oh

My carriage
is made of wood

My horses are drawn and quartered
I will cater to your fastidious command
I'm not doing anything suspicious
because

I ain't a friend I'm a foe;
I am an enemy, oh
(I ain't afraid of a fool;
I am an innovator)

This back
will never carry the weight
I will always lose my place
I'll never be late
Did I mention that is one nice sword?
Can I see it for a second?

I ain't a friend I'm a foe;
I am an enemy, oh
(I ain't afraid I'm a foe)

I am sick
after lunchtime wine
If I encounter the divine
I promise to challenge
I would never lie to you
because

I ain't a friend I'm a foe;
I am an enemy, oh
(I ain't afraid of a fool;
I am am an innovator)

I ain't a friend I'm a foe;
I am an enemy, oh.

And it's pathetic
And you're incessant

Cleanse the wound but disregard the preference

You're anesthetic
I'm apathetic
Clears the drain, but clogs up the septic

I wish you hadn't done that
(I wish I didn't do it)

There's no place like home

There's
so
much
more

Don't
doubt
me

There
will be
no
more