Lyrics
summer city the rhyme schemes so much older now,
here he comes, here comes again,
or is it a clone made from a clone.
green & pretty the witless corpse is buried here,
grumpy creeps out walkabout,
grudging every step they take.
take away the papers and they live and die in ignorance.
gormless and deceased today i am unmoved.
chorus dancing on graves.
dancing on graves.
dancing on graves.
dancing slowly, the ghosts are secret whispering,
are they dancing just for me or are they on holiday,
inscriptions, someone is king and the griffin smiles,
in the shade of yesterday i sympathise and join himself.
i am unconcerned if its all the same to you.
if you stand like that you could find yourself in trouble soon.
chorus
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