The Legion of Doom, Funeral for a Friend, Saves the Day - At Your Funeral for a Friend lyrics
[The Legion of Doom, Funeral for a Friend, Saves the Day - At Your Funeral for a Friend lyrics]
This song will become the
Anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high
In the back room
If I flooded out your house
Do you think you'd make it out
Or would you burn up before
The water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
(Throw that punch, swing to hit the target
It's a pointless game, one better
Less played) this song will become the
Anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high
In the back room
(Suicide to kiss your kids goodnight)
If I flooded out your house
Do you think you'd make it out
Or would you burn up before
The water filled your lungs?
(Will you take from them
What they've taken from you)
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
Just like your unbroken records (unbroken)
(And at your funeral I will sing the requiem)
A comfort for you tonight
Just like your unbroken records (unbroken)
(And at your funeral I will sing the requiem)
A comfort for you tonight
Just like your unbroken records (unbroken)
(I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die)
A comfort for you tonight
"And then this attitude business
Or call it feeling if you like
The way you feel about people"
"What's wrong with the way I feel about you?"
"You've got to face up to reality!
You've got to be honest with yourself
About the way you feel things!" "Me?"
"I'm talking about feeling not thinking
Not logic, emotion!"
Same old songs same old songs same old songs
Anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high
In the back room
If I flooded out your house
Do you think you'd make it out
Or would you burn up before
The water filled your lungs?
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
(Throw that punch, swing to hit the target
It's a pointless game, one better
Less played) this song will become the
Anthem of your underground
You're two floors down getting high
In the back room
(Suicide to kiss your kids goodnight)
If I flooded out your house
Do you think you'd make it out
Or would you burn up before
The water filled your lungs?
(Will you take from them
What they've taken from you)
And at your funeral I will sing the requiem
I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die
Just like your unbroken records (unbroken)
(And at your funeral I will sing the requiem)
A comfort for you tonight
Just like your unbroken records (unbroken)
(And at your funeral I will sing the requiem)
A comfort for you tonight
Just like your unbroken records (unbroken)
(I'd offer you my hand
It would hurt too much to watch you die)
A comfort for you tonight
"And then this attitude business
Or call it feeling if you like
The way you feel about people"
"What's wrong with the way I feel about you?"
"You've got to face up to reality!
You've got to be honest with yourself
About the way you feel things!" "Me?"
"I'm talking about feeling not thinking
Not logic, emotion!"
Same old songs same old songs same old songs