His & Hearse
It’s so spontaneous and a bit extraneous
For the hours lost at work
There’s unlimited more missing on earth
Generations gather inside a crumbling tomb
Grandma’s dying in the other room
There ain’t no time for gloom and doom
All invoices and all these secrets
Don’t disappear when you’re not around
It took a bed of death, a house full of regret
To let the truth out of the tomb
The bank foreclosed a bit too soon
There ain’t no time for cryin’
When uncle’s clothes are drying
Are ya gonna tear it down
Or let the shame become the town
Discarded breathing tubes, rejected piles of food
Grandma’s dying in the other room
There ain’t no time for gloom and doom
All invoices and all these secrets
Don’t disappear when you’re not around
It took a bed of death, a house full of regret
To let the truth out of the tomb
The bank foreclosed a bit too soon
All invoices and all these secrets
Don’t disappear when you’re not around
All invoices and all these secrets
Don’t disappear when you’re not around
It took a bed of death, a house full of regret
To let the truth out of the tomb
The bank foreclosed a bit too soon