The skeleton's hanging from the door

My heart is beating on the floor

Still they leave me here

Scribbling theories across the wall

I'm shooting the sky down to watch it fall

Still they leave me here

So I can lie in peace

Devil's in the attic singing verses from the bible

While the angel's in the basement waiting for his own revival

A salesman is at the door with a suitcase full of nothing

While the reaper's on the telephone making an appointment

Santa's in the chimney from the year before the last

Easter bunny's on the table with an apple in his mouth

The fairy for my teeth is in my bedroom sewing pillows

And cupid's in the toolshed making arrows for himself

Devil's in the attic singing verses from the bible

While the angel's in the basement waiting for his own revival

A salesman is at the door with a suitcase full of nothing

While the reaper's on the telephone making an appointment

Santa's in the chimney from the year before the last

Easter bunny's on the table with an apple in his mouth

The fairy for my teeth is in my bedroom sewing pillows

And cupid's in the toolshed making arrows for himself

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