2 acessos
E D I've seen your severed head A At a banquet for the dead E D All are dressed up for dinner A Looked so fine E D Your shining silver service A So tasteful it powdered E D A With the finest military quick wine Now try and picture this As I gave you a kiss The apple in your mouth slipped in mine The orchestra played the sweetest serenade We laughed as we put away your wine B A E So raise your glasses, here's a toast to wasted lives A E B May all their ghosts come back to haunt you A B And tell you how they died E How do you sleep How do you last the night A B And keep the dogs at bay E How do you feel when you close your eyes A B And try and drift away E A Does it feel any better now E B Does it mean any more E A When the angel of death comes B A E Knock- knocking and banging at your door When all the fun was over I put you on my shoulder Took you home away from it all Shot down and claimed, mounted and framed Tastefully hung upon my wall B All my dreams, your nightmares A E I hope they all come true A E B Get off your knees the party's over A B I'm coming home to you repeat chorus twice more -thanks to people on the net for the lyrics -John Spencer E|------------------------| Please mail any comments or corrections to [email protected] E|------------------------|E|------------------------|E|------------------------|------ John Spencer