The Burning Hell - Grave Situation Part 3 Lyrics
The Burning Hell - Grave Situation Part 3 Lyrics
A man loved a man who loved a woman who loved another man|All four of them made a plan to go to a music show|Wax Mannequin, he played The Price, the crowd went wild, he played it twice|They danced and sang until he stopped and then they shouted no||Play on play on but Wax was gone the crowd grew angry and with their drawn|and deadly fists and muscled wrists they tore each other into bits|And the man, the man the lady and the other man they turned and ran|Through flying kicks and pointed sticks and the gnashing teeth of angry kids||Man number one he made it and the lady made it too|But bits of flesh were all they left behind of man number four and number two|And when lady and man one were done with crying tears for everyone|They planned to leave the living land for the palace of the damned||Man one who loved no ladies bought an expensive black Mercedes|And drove it to the funeral and then drove it off a cliff|And the lady who loved the final man tied a belt onto a ceiling fan|And swung from it until the neighbors found her cold and stiff||And now all three men and lady have made the trip to Hades|Their love burns the hottest fires to ash and sends the demons panicking|And from the flaming rivers leaping fish made out of cinders|Splash and dance a fishy dance to the singing of Wax Mannequin|
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A man loved a man who loved a woman who loved another man|All four of them made a plan to go to a music show|Wax Mannequin, he played The Price, the crowd went wild, he played it twice|They danced and sang until he stopped and then they shouted no||Play on play on but Wax was gone the crowd grew angry and with their drawn|and deadly fists and muscled wrists they tore each other into bits|And the man, the man the lady and the other man they turned and ran|Through flying kicks and pointed sticks and the gnashing teeth of angry kids||Man number one he made it and the lady made it too|But bits of flesh were all they left behind of man number four and number two|And when lady and man one were done with crying tears for everyone|They planned to leave the living land for the palace of the damned||Man one who loved no ladies bought an expensive black Mercedes|And drove it to the funeral and then drove it off a cliff|And the lady who loved the final man tied a belt onto a ceiling fan|And swung from it until the neighbors found her cold and stiff||And now all three men and lady have made the trip to Hades|Their love burns the hottest fires to ash and sends the demons panicking|And from the flaming rivers leaping fish made out of cinders|Splash and dance a fishy dance to the singing of Wax Mannequin|