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
