We’re All Dying, Says Sylvia

This is the warmest place on The Earth and The Sun is nowhere to be seen
The Sinners wait with The Saints as we cake you in Vaseline
Tar and feather your behind
We'll paddle your sorry ass 'til it hurts your eyes

I've got you a skeleton key to The Bone-Ball
We are all in the same boat
We are all in the same boat
We are...

So raise your black flag with it's skull and it's bones and prepare for the fight of your life
Summon an army, I'll cook up a storm and together we'll tussle all night
Voided ticket - has been paid
The time has come to cash the chips that you have played

I've got you a skeleton key to The Bone-Ball
We are all in the same boat
We are all in the same boat
We are...

Look what I am now: a former of myself
A portrait for the future and a caricature of the past
Just a dirigible for your own hand
It's a shame that you would take this thing straight to land

I've got you a skeleton key to The Bone-Ball
We are all in the same boat
We are all in the same boat
We are...
We are...

Take my cutlass
I'm a careless fool
Close the curtains
You're subverting the rules
Just concede it
You can't see this through
Can't believe it
You had everything to lose...

You lose